Hello world, my name is Amy. In French, it means beloved. Often times, I neglect to remember the significance of this and how powerful our own names can be. I am the daughter of immigrants, a child of God, and a sister to many. My heart tends to find refuge in simpler things: a good book, an evocative song, a sunset. I do not consider myself a passerby in the grand narrative of life; rather, I am a deep thinker and feeler, and attempt to savor each moment I get to stop and take in the enormity of it all.
Our existence is too short to not love, and to love fully.
Though the words in this place may not always be coherent, relevant, or eloquent, I am committed to bringing myself. My whole self. Thank you for reading.