I was raised with dirt under my nails, dirt always smeared across my face and a fire in my belly that refused to be ignored. From barrel racing in the heart of New Jersey to tackling life head on with my horses, ive never bin one to shy away from a challenge. I didn’t get here by listening to what others thought I should do. i’m learning, growing, and kicking down doors that were never meant for me to fir though but here I am. if there is one thing I know, its that if you want to build something that matters, you better be ready to be messy along the way and take what is yours.

Forged in Fire, Field by Passion