A question I often ask myself is, How did I get here? The answer is both simple and complex. Most of the time, I can attribute to my stepping outside the box to letting my passion get away from me. I’ve found myself doing things I never thought I would do- being nurse of the day at the capital, presenting posters at conference, and joining committees-all due to my momentarily passionate flare up. I get so caught up in the moment and the thought of working towards something I find such joy and passion in takes over. And while these things may seem simple to some, I really had to dig deep to find the courage to do them. I’ve not always been the person that says yes to things or fights for things outside the status quo.
As the oldest daughter in an abusive home, I learned quickly to keep quiet and keep the peace. I learned that life was easier if I remained quiet and followed the rules. Even in the face of abuse, I didn’t speak up—I carried that silence into adulthood, convinced that maintaining harmony was more important than asserting my own needs. My people-pleasing nature made it easy to endure discomfort rather than risk disrupting the balance.
But something changed in my 30s. I can’t pinpoint exactly when or how, but I realized that I could voice my dissent, share my opinions, and stand up for what mattered. I discovered the power of my own voice and the strength of my passion. And with that, I began my journey.
I want others to know that they, too, can step beyond the boxes they’ve built for themselves—the spaces that feel safe but also limiting. I also want to remember where I started so I never lose sight of the journey. It’s easy to look at where I am now and forget the blood, sweat, tears, and panic attacks it took to get here. The things that once terrified me have now become second nature, and I want to remind myself—and others—that personal growth is possible in ways we never imagine.
As of March, I have already made significant strides this year. I have advocated for and initiated the process of getting two bills introduced into legislation in Oklahoma. I have met with Senators and Representatives at the Oklahoma State Capitol, advocating for safer working conditions for nurses in operating room. I’ve accomplished things that last year’s version of me would have never believed possible.
This space will serve as a record of my journey—a place to track my progress, reflect on my growth, and share my experiences. If others read this and feel inspired, that would be an incredible bonus. But even if this remains just for me, I will consider it a blessing to have a space where my voice and story can be heard.

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