Conquering Colorado Springs

In the last few months, my life has satisfied every meaning of the word busy. I’ve started a new job, got cast in a play and all the while have been working on adjusting to a new routine, which is much harder than one might imagine after job hunting with no routine for nearly three months. I’ve been so busy in fact that I forgot to blog about the best thing that’s happened this year (aside from finally landing a job). Back in April, my boyfriend took me to Colorado Springs as a two-year anniversary present. Having only been to Estes Park, CO and him never having been to Colorado at all, I was eager to see and experience those gorgeous mountains with him.

After much debate, we decided to drive the eight hours from Olathe, KS to Colorado Springs, CO to cut trip costs. We drove through numerous small towns, and after several hours we started seeing mountains on the horizon. We booked our stay at Garden of the Gods. This beautifully-kept resort overlooked the Garden of the Gods Nature Park, which was the first activity we did. It was extremely windy, but we managed to get some good photographs as we hiked the trails and battled the wind. The best part of the park was the Kissing Camels rock formation that, as implied, looked like two camels smooching.

As the trip progressed our adventures continued. We spent time in Old Colorado Springs and dined at Thunder & Buttons, a bar & grill named after two elk in 1888. The activity we were most excited for was driving to the summit of Pike’s Peak. The day we planned was the day after the mountain experienced snowfall. This meant only 13 of the 19 miles were open. We bundled up and drove as far as we could and took in some nice views, but landed just short of the summit. Disappointed, but determined to get there during our next trip, we ended up going on a cave adventure at Cave of the Winds – a happy second!

Finally, we visited Broadmoor’s Seven Falls, the tallest waterfall in the state of Colorado. To reach the top of the waterfall, visitors ventured up two sets of stairs totaling 224 steps. This may not seem like a lot, but to a woman who struggles with asthma on a daily basis, especially in Colorado, it was hard. Fortunately, my boyfriend kept encouraging me and guess what? I made it! Then I pushed myself further and we continued to hike uphill until we arrived at Inspiration Point, which is perfectly named.

By our last day, we were beyond exhausted. We got on the road early to make it back to Olathe before dark. Our post-trip selves were filled with exciting adventures and plans for our next trip in 2019. We plan to return during the summer instead of early spring so there will be more luscious landscaping and warmer temperatures. The collection of photos show exactly just how much joy, love, and adventure went into this four-day anniversary trip. Let’s go for round two during year three. 💜🏔

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“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all.” 


Applying, applying … offer!

When you’re starting your career, the worst part is job hunting. The resume, cover letter, applications and interviews are the equivalent of homework – and here we all thought we were all done with school, right? Unfortunately, I didn’t just have that initial post-graduation job hunt. After being laid off after 10 months, I was launched back into the dreaded cycle of uncertainty. When I heard about the layoffs, I knew I wanted my next job hunt to be easier. I wouldn’t focus on negativity this time. I’d choose to trust God and surrender my will to his, or at least try.

Just trust Me

Having a two-week headstart before my last day gave me time to finalize my resume, complete my portfolio, update LinkedIn and reactivate Indeed. Then I started shooting resumes out like a cannon. In a perfect world, I wanted a writing-focused position. My first interview had that aspect and more: an all-purpose writer for a marketing team. After three interviews, I was certain I had it in the bag, which made the rejection email all the more disappointing. Nonetheless, I gave myself 24 hours to be upset before turning back to God.

After that three-week process, I felt like I was back to square one. It was hard to battle what I felt, but I knew I had to press on. Less than two months later, I found a copywriter posting that I’d previously applied for right after I got laid off. Back then, when the recruiter requested a phone interview I had to postpone due to a trip to Colorado. By the time I rescheduled, she’d already moved on with other candidates. Now, for that same posting to pop up on Indeed less than three months later was either strange or meant to be.

I submitted my resume again and was contacted by the same recruiter. After two phone interviews, a writing sample and an in-person interview, I received the long-awaited call with an offer. I felt so relieved and surprised when the surreal news sunk in. After three months of uncertainty, doubt and unemployment, God had gotten me to the finish line. I let go of the teddy bear I thought I wanted and let myself be surprised by the bigger teddy bear he had waiting for me.

I soon realized there was a reason my Colorado trip prevented me from entering the process in April. This journey wasn’t meant to be easy. God wanted me to have this time to embrace my suffering and learn to surrender my will to his. I wasn’t meant to get a job right off the bat, but now I had the teddy bear I was meant to have and a stronger trust in God.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths” (Proverbs 3:5-6). 

Confirming faith


On Sunday morning, there was an abundant outpouring of the Holy Spirit on the altar of Corpus Christi Catholic Church in Lawrence, Kansas. This outpouring was brought on by the sacrament of confirmation that changed the lives of several adults. One of whom is very dear to me: my boyfriend. He missed the chance to get confirmed when he was younger, so after I found out I wanted to do my part to help him complete the fourth Catholic sacrament.

If you’re unfamiliar with what I’m talking about, confirmation is one of the seven sacraments that involves saying ‘yes’ to the Catholic faith as a consenting adult. By saying ‘yes,’ you are strengthening your commitment to your faith and deepening your love of Christ by choice. The sacrament of confirmation circles back to baptism, which is the first sacrament of initiation that welcomes you into the faith community as a baby (or as an adult if you join the church later in life).

fullsizeoutput_4e9A key similarity between these sacraments is that during baptism, your parents choose your godparents, and during confirmation, you select your sponsor. Baptismal godparents and a confirmation sponsor virtually share the same role: (a) faithful role model(s) who lead(s) by example and push(es) the baptized/confirmed person to carry out their faith for the rest of their life.

You can imagine how touching it is when someone, who sees you as a faithful role model, asks you to be their confirmation sponsor. I’ve served in this role twice now, and each experience was full of privilege and responsibility. Standing next to someone as they’re being “sealed with the gift of the Holy Spirit” is breathtaking. Right at that moment, you witness the gift of grace ignite a flame in their heart that will help them lead a life similar to Christ’s life, which is the sacrament’s goal. By realigning our life to follow Christ, we will inspire others.

Jesus had 12 disciples, and he wanted them to create more disciples and so on. Of course, the only way we can create our own disciples is to be on fire for the Holy Spirit and serve Christ lovingly within our interactions and decisions. This is why one confirmation ritual is to choose a saint’s name. I chose St. Elizabeth Ann Seton (died 1821, canonized 1975), while my boyfriend chose St. John Paul II (died 2005, canonized 2014). Both are known for their remarkable impacts on Catholicism and encompassed excellent qualities that are worth modeling ourselves after.

By choosing one of Jesus’ faithful disciples to accompany us on our own spiritual journey, we are guaranteed to find more solace and strength during the most difficult times. In the back of our mind, we know that this saint, along with all the saints and angels, is watching over us 24 hours a day. He or she will rejoice when we ask them to intercede and pray for us. This special connection will fuel us to be better Catholics, and that’s what our goal should be: to strive for Heaven.

I really hope this isn’t my last time serving as a confirmation sponsor. ✝️

I’m a Kansan for Life

Last night, Kansans for Life hosted their Valentine’s Day Banquet. At 7 p.m. close to a thousand people gathered at the Ritz Charles in Overland Park to celebrate the pro-life efforts being made to end abortion in the United States. From toddlers to college students to older couples, it was a very diverse group. I sat with folks from the Archdiocese of Kansas, which included a friend who marched for life with me in Washington D.C. a few weeks prior (Read more about M4L). As a strong advocate for the unborn, it was an honor to be amongst Archbishop Naumann, the Governor of Kansas, Dr. Jeff Colyer, and the Secretary of State, Kris Kobach. These men are going out of their way every single day to speak on behalf of the right to life. I have so much respect for their perseverance and faithful dedication.


While the dinner was delicious: bruschetta chicken, garlic potatoes, green beans and red velvet cake washed down with exceptional coffee, that wasn’t the part I enjoyed most. It was the event’s keynote speaker, Wesley J. Smith, who inspired and encouraged me to never stop believing that this cause isn’t worth fighting for. Protecting the sanctity of life and human dignity as a whole is the most worthy cause out there, and if I don’t stand up for it now, how will I forgive myself down the road?

Believe it or not, Wesley J. Smith wasn’t the planned keynote speaker. Originally, Sue Ellen Browder was going to speak about her conversion from a feminist, pro-abortion writer for Cosmopolitan magazine to a pro-life Catholic, but was struck by the unforgiving flu at the last minute. Fortunately, Wesley spoke at the KFL banquet ten years prior, and his intelligence and passion were known for dazzling audiences when he spoke on the issues of abortion, euthanasia and assisted suicide. We were all excited to hear Sue Ellen, but we quickly shifted our excitement over to Wesley.

“We are all subjects, not objects. We are not here to be used, we are here to be loved. When you use someone as an object, you’re committing evil.”  -Wesley J. Smith

Wesley J. Smith is an American lawyer and author. He serves as a senior fellow at the Discovery Institute’s Center on Human Exceptionalism. We’re very lucky to have him defending life in his work against assisted suicide and euthanasia. He shared a variety of his own opinions and quoted other published works. He excited and scared us with what he had to say. When he tied it all together, his primary point was that the definition of life’s purpose is shifting, and not in a good way. This is why speaking out about the value of a human life is more crucial than ever.

He ended his presentation with a quote by William Lloyd Garrison that chilled the bones of every person in the room, “The apathy of the people is enough to make every statue leap from its pedestal and hasten the resurrection of the dead.” Allowing cruelties like euthanasia, abortion and assisted suicide to exist is consuming the lives of those who still have value. This kind of cruelty should be behind us, not wreaking havoc on our present society. What would our Founding Fathers say?

I departed from the Ritz Charles at 9:30 p.m. with a whole new motivation for praying and speaking out for human dignity and the right to life for all. 👼❤️

Parish on a mission

In 2016, Pope Francis selected 100 priests in the US to be Papal Missionaries of Mercy. Their mission was to travel to Catholic churches all over the country and spend three nights spreading the Gospel. This year, Father Jim Sichko [sitch-co] from the Diocese of Lexington, KY was assigned to our parish in Overland Park. His “60 minutes for Jesus” sessions lasted from January 29-31. During these hour-long sessions, he stood on the altar making us laugh, sharing real life experiences and giving us lessons to take with us into the Lenten season, which starts February 14.

From the moment you hear him speak, you can tell he has a performance background. His dynamic presence and commanding voice made him captivating and entertaining to listen to and watch. Each night, he filled our church, and I’m not using that word lightly. Our parking lot overflowed and by the second night, they had to put up a projector screen in the lower level so excess crowds would have a place to sit. I was thrilled so many came to hear him, and I hoped they all took away something from his sessions like I did.


Each session highlighted different topics. He told us new stories and sprinkled in new words of wisdom in the three hours he had with us. At the start of each night, he instructed us to stand and sing “All Creatures of Our God & King”. This older hymn is known for its resounding Alleluia chorus. All three nights, he challenged us to sing out as loud as we could. After the final chorus ended, he would dive into a series of stories and lessons. Since each night was different, let’s go through each one.

First Night: January 29, 2018

He taught us the three steps for being kind. Kindness, he explained, is a simple concept that alludes many in our society. As someone who needs to be more positive, I needed to hear this. He told us it costs nothing to be kind, and by being kind we’ll receive so much in return because kindness can lead to evangelization. Most people believe evangelization is the equivalent of shoving Jesus down people’s throats, but it doesn’t have to be that way. Being kind to everyone is the first step to living a more positive, fulfilled and faith-centered life. After all, we’re all enduring some kind of cross, but the cross isn’t the end and we don’t have to let it damage our life or the lives of others.

3 Steps for Being Kind: Stop being jerks and passing your messiness onto others; stop gossiping and learn to control your tongue; and always give others the benefit of the doubt. 

Second Night: January 30, 2018

After singing the same hymn as loud as we could, Fr. Jim taught us several important lessons like taking risks and trusting that God has our back. He told us that we are guaranteed to fall sometimes, and we need to trust that God is there for us when we do. We also need to do what he asks of us, even if it’s scary. By trusting him fully and giving openly without fear, we will be rewarded twice over. While there were no concrete steps given like nights one and three, Fr. Jim told us two real life experiences that demonstrated the ultimate power of trusting, giving openly and receiving.

The $5,000: Fr. Jim visited a church in Louisiana and found out they were selling $75 tickets. He was outraged and was told they planned on using his mission as their fundraiser to raise $5K for a Mary garden. Fr. Jim took out his checkbook on the spot and wrote them a check for that amount. A couple days later, he took his mom out to lunch at a casino. He put a dollar in one of the machines and won back the $5K. Soon after that, his friend’s 19-year-old son was killed in the crossfire of a gang fight. Upon hearing the news, Fr. Jim called his other friend who ran a funeral home and asked if he would plan the entire funeral for $5,000. His friend agreed. 

The boy with terminal cancer: Whenever Fr. Jim receives a donation toward his mission, he contacts the sender to express his gratitude. Upon leaving one parish, he decided to text the couple who wrote him a $1,000 check that had their cell number included. He thanked them and said he was headed to Pittsburgh, PA. He received an immediate response saying they were also in Pittsburgh to visit their nephew, Russell, who had terminal cancer. Fr. Jim knew right away that he needed to visit Russell. He found out the hospital and sped all the way there, so he could make it back in time for his mission that night. He was soon pulled over by a new cop who did everything by the book. The cop asked why he’d been speeding. He explained he was headed to visit a boy named Russell with terminal cancer. When the officer asked him to repeat the information again, he then informed him that Russell was his younger brother. He then gave Fr. Jim a police escort. When Fr. Jim arrived, he discovered that Russell hadn’t received any of the sacraments. During that visit, he was baptized, received the Eucharist, gave his confession, was confirmed and received anointing of the sick. A few weeks later, Fr. Jim returned to do his funeral. 

Third Night: January 31, 2018

“All creatures of our God and King, lift up your voice and let us sing …” 🎼 I’m sure we all had this hymn memorized by the third run. Fr. Jim then reminded us that we’re all spiritually-dry people and only Jesus can quench our thirst. Therefore, by giving God 100% of our effort, we will never be thirsty. The essential lesson he wanted us to walk away with that last night was the six steps to follow the Holy Spirit’s call. We all know following the Holy Spirit can be difficult, especially when we’re persecuted for our faith, but that’s where trusting God comes into play. When we take risks and encounter Jesus, it changes everything, as we’ve seen countless times in the Gospel (i.e. the blind see, the lame walk, the dead are risen, etc.)

6 Steps to Follow the Holy Spirit: (1) Be rooted in Jesus Christ; (2) Show gratitude always by giving thanks to God; (3) Keep the vision/ “eye on the prize” and communicate that vision (Jesus) no matter what; (4) Remember that small things matter to Jesus like acts of kindness; (5) Be willing to do difficult things (remember his crucifixion); (6) Attract followers, but do not depend on them or their approval. 

God bless Father Jim Sichko and his beautiful mission. I’m grateful that he spent those three hours giving us tough love, life lessons and memorable testimonies that showed us the power of being kind, taking risks and openly giving God 100% of our effort. 💜

Coated in history

Whether or not you have a bucket list detailing all the things you want to do before you die, I highly recommend having Washington D.C. on that list. After all, it’s our nation’s capital. It’s a city where every inch is coated in history: the good, the bad and the ugly. Everything you see while you’re there is historical in some way: every statue, street, and building. So even if you weren’t the biggest history buff in school, you may change your mind when you’re standing in front of the Lincoln Memorial or walking through the Holocaust Museum. I know I did.

I flew to Washington D.C. for four days for the 2018 March for Life. While I was primarily there to participate in Friday’s march, I also had plenty of free time to explore some of Washington D.C.’s greatest attractions. The highlights were:

  1. Attending Mass at the Basilica of Immaculate Conception.
    • We went to Thursday evening Mass in this breathtaking church. Even though we had to sit in a chapel in the Crypt (lower level) and “listen” to the Mass due to the mass volume of people, it was still amazing.
  2. Exploring the heartbreak and horror of the Holocaust Museum.
    • We spent three hours (could’ve been more) here on Saturday morning. This museum goes into so much depth about the beginning, middle and end of the Holocaust. So, bring some tissues and prepare to read a ton.
  3. Visiting the hallowed grounds of the Arlington National Cemetery.
    • By divine intervention and a lot of fast-paced hoofing, we made it to the 10 a.m. changing of the guard. This moment was followed by another beautiful moment of visiting the gravesite of John F. and Jackie Kennedy.
  4. Learning more about Saint John Paul II at his National Shrine.
    • We started our pilgrimage at the Saint John Paul II Shrine. His impressive exhibit showed the chronological order of his life and how he became the pope we loved so dearly.
  5. Capturing the Washington Monument, Capitol and White House.
    • Standing in front of these tremendous testaments to our nation’s history was indescribable. As the Asian proverb says, “It is better to see something once than to hear about it a thousand times.” While I’d seen photos, seeing all three in person was a totally new experience.
  6. Gazing up into the eyes of Abe Lincoln in the Lincoln Memorial.
    • I was told the Lincoln Memorial is best seen in the dark, so that’s when we went: our first night around 8 p.m. Photos don’t do his actual size justice until you’re standing there and he’s towering over you.
  7. Hanging out in Georgetown at an underground piano bar.
    • With the help of a couple people in our group, we discovered a fun piano bar that featured two pianists who sang and engaged the crowd. It was fun to sing along to songs like “Sweet Caroline” and “Billie Jean”.

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“Described Washington as a community of Southern efficiency and Northern charm.” – John F. Kennedy

Before I left, I asked several people what they would recommend making time for, and I received a variety of responses. Some said the Smithsonian, others said you can’t pass up the Holocaust Museum, and a select few commented on how cool Georgetown was. Then they all said the same thing, that I wouldn’t even make a dent in all there was to see in four days. However, looking back at my list, I’d say I made a respectable dent in the time I had by choosing adventure over extra sleep. And even though I returned to Kansas City absolutely exhausted, it was 110% worth it. 🇺🇸💙📸


There were many times during this pilgrimage when I doubted I’d be able to describe my experience. For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t sure the right words would come to me. How would I capture all the joy, sorrow, love and unity I felt? Then, on Friday night while I was kneeling during adoration in St. Dominic Catholic Church, the Holy Spirit’s inspiration hit. I yanked my journal from my bag and started writing as fast as I could, afraid that if I didn’t keep up, I would forget it all. It was like I was finally starting to process the events from earlier that day: participating in the 2018 March for Life in Washington D.C.

For most of that day, my head was spinning, but I guess that’s what being in a crowd of over 100,000 people does … leaves you speechless. Every person in this march had one goal: being a voice for the voiceless and standing up for the women who feel hurt, unsupported and unlovable. This weekend, I not only marched for life, I marched for love.

When this pilgrimage began on Thursday, it quickly transformed into much more than checking an item off a bucket list. I was there to be a part of something much larger than myself. I was involved in a movement that started 45 years ago out of love. A love that continues today for the 60 million babies who never had the chance to reach their potential; for 60 million sets of moms and dads who lost out on the joy of their child’s birth; and love for the women who feel hopeless when they discover they’re pregnant. This movement targets these groups with love and prayer, which is why this year’s theme was so fitting: Love Saves Lives.

We gathered in Washington D.C. on the morning of Friday, January 19, 2018 with passion in our voices, strength in our bodies and love in our hearts.

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Before the March started, we all gathered near the Washington Monument for a pre-march rally. Everyone stood with pro-life signs and listened to a series of beautiful testimonies and speakers. We laughed, cried and felt a sincere moment of peace at the sight of our President Donald Trump and Vice President Mike Pence supporting our effort. After this, the crowd started slowly migrating toward the Supreme Court. It was surreal the number of people who surrounded us. There were chants and prayers spoken during our journey. My friends and I linked arms as we grew closer to our destination.

When we stopped in front of the Supreme Court, my heart flooded with joy. For the first time, I was standing in our nation’s capital using my voice and presence to speak on behalf of the babies who were no longer with us. It’s an incredible feeling knowing you’re standing for a cause that matters. I’m glad I will always have this experience to look back on as I continue to pray for an end to abortion.

“Abortion has never been about choice. It’s about escaping the consequences of your choices by taking away the “choices” of the most innocent among us.” – Author unknown