Sunday Blog Post

improv at “The Others Collective”

my friend Reese” Stand up show

looking at books at Barnes and Noble

 This past week felt like a collection of moments where different parts of my life connected—my past, my creativity, my community, and the stories that continue to shape me.

Last Saturday, I took my son to a gathering at a friend's house. One of the unexpected highlights of the day was reconnecting with a woman I had known in my early twenties. I had met her oldest daughter when she was just a baby, and we had since lost touch. I realized that our sons have become friends, and we now cross paths at the same gatherings. As we caught up, we talked about the different directions our lives had taken since we last knew each other. I shared how much my life had changed, especially my spiritual journey. She smiled and said, "Of course our lives can take different paths."

On Monday, I performed musical improv with my troupe Waxy Conedy at a jam at The Other's Workshop Collective in Minneapolis. This was our team’s second time performing musical improv, and everyone did a great job. 🎭🎶 It was exciting to see how much we’ve grown and how the group continues to build confidence together. During one of the scenes, I was able to make a callback to an earlier moment in the performance, and hearing the audience respond reminded me why I enjoy live improv.

Exciting show to be held at The Fringe Festival 2026

Later in the week, I continued building those creative connections through improv rehearsal. We welcomed a new member to the group, explored new scene ideas together, and our instrumentalist joined us on keyboard, adding another layer of creativity to the rehearsal. It was exciting to see new ideas begin to take shape as we worked together.

This week included reconnecting with someone from my past, performing with my improv team, and returning to stories I enjoyed years ago. I’d love to hear about the moments that shaped your week as well.

A Woman’s Place is in the House” by David Alan Berger playing at the Minnesota Fringe Festival

Sunday blog post

 Wednesday, I took my son to Highland indoor pool. I expected it to be a normal afternoon of swimming, but instead I found myself overhearing a conversation that stayed with me long after we left.

The conversation was between foster parents who were talking about the foster children who were also at the pool. Thankfully, the kids were not present during the conversation, but I was honestly taken aback by what I was hearing. Having spent many years in the foster care system myself, I have seen firsthand how much toxicity can exist in situations where children are already vulnerable. Hearing these children being described mostly through their behaviors and defense mechanisms was difficult because I know there is usually so much more happening beneath the surface.

It was hard for me not to feel protective of these kids. I know that behaviors often come from somewhere, and behind every child is a story that most people never see. At the same time, I also reminded myself that I was only hearing one small piece of a much larger story.

Thankfully, this week has also had plenty of positive moments. 😊

I recently started a new job, so a lot of my time has been spent learning the ropes and figuring out a new routine. It’s always a strange adjustment period being the new person, but I’m slowly getting there.

On Monday, my son and I went to his swimming lesson, only to discover that open swim matter his short lesson was closed. Instead of giving up, we went to another YMCA nearby and made the best of the situation. . 🏊

We’ve also been continuing rehearsals with Waxy Comedy as we prepare for upcoming performances and I plan to go to the Fringe Festival in August. There is something exciting about watching ideas come together through theater—the unexpected moments are often the best ones. 🎭

Also I’ve been having a hard time posting pics on blogger even copying and pasting from my iPhone seems difficult so if anyone has tips let me know.