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What are your favorite animals?

I love the deer for its calm, enchanted grace,
and butterflies painting magic across the space.
Dogs who love with a loyalty deep and pure,
and lions whose courage makes every doubt feel small and unsure.

Beach or mountains? Which do you prefer? Why?

I choose the beach where horizons softly glow,
where waves erase the weight I didn’t know.
The salt-kissed breeze resets my hurried pace,
and every tide returns me to my truest place.

What are your family’s top 3 favorite meals?

Oven takes the front seat in our joyful space,
stuffed buns, cinnamon rolls, cakes, and cookies take their place.
Baked pasta nights where comfort softly flows,
and baked vegetables completing the warmth our kitchen knows.

If you could meet a historical figure, who would it be and why?

If I could meet one soul from time gone by,
I’d choose Buddha beneath an open sky.
To ask how silence shapes the mind so deep,
and how a restless world can learn to keep its peace.

What part of your routine do you always try to skip if you can?

I try to skip the rush, the race, the run,
the part of mornings that at times, forgets the sun.
I’d trade the chaos for a slower start,
a quiet breath to realign my heart.

What book are you reading right now?

A book that moves forward, never back,
each fleeting second its only track.
It gives one chance to feel, to truly live,
the book of life, with no edits to give.

What is your favorite place to go in your city?

The lake seems calm when the world forgets to rush.
The lake seems dancing when the winds arrive in a hush.
It has a golden hue when the warm sun starts to leave.
It turns deep when dreams settle softly beneath the eve.

What’s the first impression you want to give people?

The one who is calm, yet quietly strong,
the one who cares but knows when to hold on.
A presence soft, but steady as stone,
a strength that lives in a humble undertone.

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

If I could live anywhere, I’d choose the air,
a place of peace, not tied to “where.”
Home is a feeling, not a pin on a map,
and I carry that calm in my heart, like a wrap.

What’s the coolest thing you’ve ever found (and kept)?

Once I found a note the wind had tossed,
half its words blurred, half still embossed.
I kept it close, though the name was gone,
some mysteries feel like they belong.