I spent a good part of my life being ordinary. I worked straight out of high school, had a decent job, and achieved what was expected of someone who entered adulthood. I got married, I bought a house, and I kept busy ‘making a life for myself’. I toiled away at a career in Information Technology, eventually working for one of the largest and most recognizable luxury jewelry retailers in New York City.
I had everything that anyone could ever want: a house, a husband, a career, money. I should have wanted for nothing else; nonetheless, I felt unfulfilled and insignificant. I had achieved what was perceived as success, but I didn’t feel that I had accomplished anything meaningful and I didn’t have any passion for what I was doing. A series of unfortunate circumstances lead to an upheaval of my life, which in the end, were the determining factors for me to leave my job and endeavor to redefine who I was and what I would achieve in this life.
After some soul-searching and trying to discover what it is that would make me feel accomplished, I’ve found that I have a passion for travel, writing, and photography. I want to be free to explore and experience the world, not accumulate meaningless material things and spend the majority of my time sitting in a cubicle, never seeing the outside (which is perfectly fine if you do that, I’m just saying that it’s not for me). I have a yearning for the great wide open, a love of nature, and a strong affection for animals. Places of different geography, architecture, and culture captivate me. I want to share my experiences through blogging and photography with the hope that I can inspire others to get out, explore, and experience the world.
Currently, I reside in the lower Hudson Valley region of New York State. I’m an avid outdoor person who spends most of her time these days hiking, traveling around with her husband to wherever his job takes him, writing, and studying photography with the goal of becoming a professional photographer.
I do have a profound sense of awe about the world and I do believe that comes through in my writing and my photography. I try to relate to the reader, speak to them in a way that only the little voice inside their head can do. I try to make them ‘feel’ exactly how I felt at that moment, in that place. I try to capture the images of not just the place that I’m visiting, but the sense of what it’s like to actually be there.
I attempted to solo-hike the entire length of the Appalachian Trail in 2015, and although an injury ended that endeavor, after recovering, I hiked sections of the Pacific Crest Trail later that year. I’ve trekked countless other individual segments of the Appalachian Trail and also backpacked various portions of the John Muir Trail in July 2017, including a summit of Mt. Whitney, the highest mountain in the contiguous United States. I returned to the Sierra Nevada in late July 2018 to complete a thru-hike of the John Muir Trail on September 8th, an undertaking thwarted in 2017 by record snowpack.
I hike in winter, spring, summer, and fall, regardless of the weather and appreciate whatever challenges the elements present me.
I’ve done a good bit of traveling throughout my life. I haven’t traveled as extensively as many travel bloggers do; however, I’ve traveled enough to cherish the beauty of other cultures and far-away landscapes. Traveling has given me a deeper appreciation and understanding of the world we live in, and I’m ever grateful.
There is so much beauty to be seen everywhere and in everything. The aspect I love about photography is that you can stop time by capturing that single moment. You can convey an emotion or sentiment so powerfully with an image, that you can inspire and encourage dreams. I’ve been an avid hobbyist, who realized that photography is one of the passions that have been existent throughout my life. I’ve decided to pursue a formal education in photography to someday have my work published.
If I sit and ponder a while, on any subject, I am compelled to write about it. Most of the pieces I write are never seen by anyone. Will someone posthumously publish my works and call me a philosopher? Probably not, but it’s a pleasant thought.