2 + 2 = Hope

The things that have landed at our feet as parents over the past year have been heavy. Too heavy.

My oldest child has struggled this entire year academically. I wouldn’t necessarily tip the scales in his favor on that being ALL pandemic/learning environment, but it…

I knew the day I stood in my dad’s closet for the last time that I would want to create something with his shirts.
My dad was such a simple man, but his shirts were as much a part of him as his personality.

Whether it was a Yankees jersey…

It’s impossible to explain all of the “work” that gets done across a manicure table. Some days it’s as simple as catching up on the week’s events. And some days it’s as excruciating as having your first client sit across from you for the last time on a regular basis…

I remember the first day of fifth grade like it was yesterday. Ms. Munn was a tall, beautiful woman with a bright smile and extraordinarily long finger nails.

I was the new kid that year. For the fourth time in 5 years. …

There is a level of utter emotional depletion that you don’t even know exists until you arrive at it’s stop on the tracks. It is so exhausting that it takes every ounce of energy you have to move. You experience it through loss. You experience it through trauma. …

There has always been something about music that calms me. Or excites me. Or makes me cry. Or reminds me of a time.

Songs are the perfect connector to anything in life I think.

And I’m not musical. In any capacity. I took exactly 4 piano lessons when I was…

Jen Brillon

Just a girl going through a weird period of ultimate transformation. In a world that makes becoming who you really are challenging. And beautiful.

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