Still Standing, Slightly Sweaty

This is a book about a girl who grew up surrounded by drunks and thought it was normal. About the woman who got sober at 29 and thought that was the hard part. And about the forty-something who found out it wasn’t.

It’s perimenopause brain fog that felt like losing my mind. It’s learning, early on, that someone who always shows up is what love actually looks like. It’s raising kids without a map, losing a dog who was basically a giant cushy cat, and letting go of people who I didn’t feel good around.

It’s not a recovery manual, and it doesn’t end with a bow on it. It’s what it actually looks like to stay present and grateful when life is messy, loud, and sometimes really icky, and to still catch the good stuff.

Coming July 13, 2027