Where These Stories Begin
The Philosophy
I didn't start writing because I wanted to be a writer. I started writing because I needed somewhere to put the things I couldn't carry alone.
For years, I filled journals with questions, memories, heartbreak, hope, and all the thoughts that didn't seem to belong anywhere else. Some pages were written in moments of clarity. Others were written while I was searching for it. At the time, I thought I was simply recording my life. Looking back, I can see I was doing something more.
"I wrote the words down before I was ready to live them."
The lessons I would spend years learning often appeared on the page long before I understood them. Healing, forgiveness, letting go, and beginning again all found their way into my journals before they found their way into my life. What felt like scattered entries at the time gradually became a record of who I was becoming.
The name Between Waves comes from the way I've experienced life itself. It's never felt like a straight line. It alwfelt more like a tide. Some waves brought love. Some brought loss. Some carried me forward, and some left me searching for solid ground. Yet the moments that changed me most were rarely found in the storm itself. They emerged afterward, in the quiet space between waves, when I finally had enough distance to understand what the experience was trying to teach me.
Through memoir, poetry, and reflection, I write about those experiences and what they left behind. Many of my poems begin as journal entries, observations, or emotions that stay with me longer than expected. Writing has become the way I make sense of things, the way I connect experience to meaning, and the way I understand my own story a little more clearly.
I don't write because I have all the answers. I write because I've spent years looking for them. For a long time, I believed I was writing about what happened to me. What I didn't realize was that I was writing my way home.
Every Wave Leaves a Story.
These are mine. Some began as questions. Some became lessons. Most are simply attempts to understand the tides that shaped me and the person they helped me become.
AFTERTIDE
"I wrote the words down before I was ready to live them."
Some truths rose through the page before I knew how to live them. At the time, they were only fragments: words, questions, and quiet observations drifting just beneath my understanding. Only later did I realize they had been moving like an unseen current, carrying me toward lessons I could not recognize until the tide had turned.
Meaning: Writing sometimes hears the current before I understand where it is taking me.
IMPRINTS
I've learned that the deepest lessons don't usually come while the water is still crashing around me. They come later, in the quiet after, when the tide has pulled back and I can finally see what it left pressed into the shore. Every experience leaves an imprint: a lesson, a shift, a tender place, or a clearer version of myself I couldn't have reached without passing through it.
Meaning: What passes through me still leaves proof of what it taught me.
Story
Between Waves is the space between what happens to us and what we make from it. It's the pause after the crash, when everything gets quiet enough for the lesson to come through. Every wave brings something with it: grief, change, memory, love, loss, growth. And even after it passes, it leaves a story behind.
Writing is where my silence became a story. It's how I take the grief, the questions, and the things I couldn't say out loud, and turn them into something I can finally hold. What I write becomes more than memory. It becomes a way to carry what changed me, and maybe a way to leave something behind for someone who needs to feel less alone. Every wave has taken something from me, but writing helps me see the part of me it didn’t take.
Meaning: Every wave has taken something from me, but Between Waves is where I find what it couldn’t take.