Do you have a “happy place”?

Do you think you will be able to enjoy this place if you are constantly feeling….

  • guilty for being too tired to play with or have a conversation with your kids

  • guilty for spending money on yourself or your business

  • guilty for leaving your kids with someone else to address your own needs, health, or dreams

  • guilty for yelling at your kids or your spouse again because you feel overwhelmed

  • frustrated that you didn’t finish what you started before your family needed you again

  • overwhelmed because dinner at the table feels like the biggest chore of all

  • resentful that you don’t have the time or energy for who, what, or where you want to be

  • resentful because you said yes when you needed to say no

  • frustrated that you still feel rushed and chaotic no matter how hard you try

  • frustrated to cancel again because the kids are sick and you are the default parent

  • sick and tired of being sick and tired and watching the clock for when the kids can go to bed

  • alone because getting it all done looks so easy for other people, but feels impossible to you

  • tired of waiting for “when things will be different”

Yeah, I couldn’t either. I don’t think anyone could.

Let’s try something else, shall we?

Hello friend, I’m

Alexis!

For as long as I can remember, I felt like I was being pulled towards something. I always wanted to be immersed in whatever I was doing, and be “all-in”. I grew up along the Mississippi River: born in La Crosse, WI, raised in Hannibal, MO (Mark Twain’s boyhood home), and settled in St. Louis. You could say I was a River Rat. As a kid, my outlet was spending time on the water, athletics, academics, and friends (and some pretty heavy rebellion too). As I grew older, I loved problem-solving (Engineering), mission-focused work (Air Force), and being a mom.

After graduating from college (where I met my husband), and not long after 9-11, I felt the “pull’ to join the Air Force, so I did.   Over 10 years the Air Force took me from college, to Officer Training School in Alabama, to Scott Air Force Base in Illinois, to Iraq, back home to get married, and finally landing us in Las Vegas. My husband and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary in TLFs (temporary living facilities), in a tiny room with a bed and a mini fridge, while we waited for housing in the suburbs of the Las Vegas Strip.

We found a house, settled into our work, had two kids and life was good. Then on Nov 6, 2012, one phone call changed it all…

My Story (cont’d)

On Nov 6, 2012, my husband and I were standing in line to vote when my Dad called from Missouri to tell us he had an aggressive form of prostate cancer.  By the next year, I had left the Air Force, my husband got a job back with a former employer and we packed up the house and little ones and moved back to Missouri, back near family.  What seemed like overnight,  I went from Air Force Civil Engineer (with Top-Secret Clearance), to, what I called, “Domestic Engineer”, because stay-at-home-mom, just doesn’t do the job justice.  Although, personally, it was one of the biggest adjustments I’ve ever had to make, I am so unfathomably grateful for that time in my life. In Nov 2018, after six beautiful and hard-fought years, Dad died. In a moment, I felt like I lost my guiding light. He was 67 and he and my step-mom had just arrived at their “happy place”. It was the toughest of blows for our entire family.

More Health Problems

About the same time my Dad’s health was declining, I was having a hard time with my own and it started taking over, eventually coming out through my skin in hives and severe eczema. My body felt as if it was in a constant state of reacting to, what felt like, everything.  Anyone who still thinks stress can’t make your body sick, I’m here to tell you it can, and it does. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat, it felt like I couldn’t do anything normal.  I honestly don’t know how we made it through. Managing my symptoms is still a daily challenge, and having dealt with systemic issues for years, still frequently gets the best of not only me, but also my family. They have had to completely adjust to my daily struggles and limitations, especially my husband, and I can’t imagine how this life could work without the family I have.  The more time goes on, the more I lament chronic pain and disease everywhere, robbing families and communities of freedom and joy, which I believe to be a birthright.  I know for me, it feels like a full-time job every day to just show up as who I want to be, or as close to it as I can.  Chronic pain, in any form, is not sustainable. And when something isn’t sustainable, instead of healing over time, the more time goes by, the harder it gets.  Much like a business, you need help so you can focus on the one thing that would change everything, the root.

I will say, my health journey has forced me to slow down….like way, way, down. I have always loved books and when the kids were little I wasn’t sure I would ever read again.  Now I devour books (lots of nerdy books) and they help distract me from how my body feels.  It has also fueled my entrepreneurial fire to learn business and try to make solid investments, like Dad tried to teach us, knowing I will likely never go back to the workplace.  I know, as a mom with a sick body, being able to choose my schedule (and environment), is our only choice right now.  But one day, one very fine day, my body will start firing on all cylinders again, and I just can’t wait!

High Hopes

I have high hopes for our future, your future, and our kids' future. We can build bridges, help others, share what we learn and learn from others. We can keep talking about health and wellness and how important a nurturing environment is. Calling on my maternal instinct, faith, and love of learning, despite anything I was going through, has brought me solace in desperate times. This journey, and the people alongside me, have led me to so many discoveries for which I am infinitely grateful.  Now, as I have seen these incredible people do for me and for their community, I want to do the same. I want to contribute and give back by holding this space to listen, problem-solve, take action that feels right, share successes, in life and work, and in community with others. 

There is no doubt in my mind if you are here reading this, something brought you here. I can’t count the number of times I’ve been pulled to something only to discover later it was the exact thing I needed at that moment. Oftentimes these are comforting, beautiful experiences, but also these nudges will mean going into the unknown and uncomfortable. Even having read this far, you may not be ready, but I’m so glad you’re here. I’m so glad you’re here because that means you have taken the first big step, you have awareness.

So I ask you to invest in and find your fire for this life with me, and remember to allow yourself to discover solace, beauty, and some fun along the way!

A Letter to You

Life seems, for many, as if we’ve reached a tipping point, marked by struggle, growth, opportunity, and threat. With chronic illness and feelings of loss center stage in our lives and the ripple effects of a pandemic and war, straining mental fortitude, people are left hurting and confused. To thrive…

A few of my favorite things….

My Favorite Snack

Cheese Chips :)

My Favorite Scents

Cinnamon, Clove, Citrus, Pumpkin, Pine

My Favorite Music Artist

Mumford & Sons

My Favorite Drink

Almond Milk Latte

“Often the hardest thing about holding space is that it can feel like you’re doing nothing.”

- Heather Plett

My Favorite Quote

Take a leap of faith!

The world we live in is so far from business as usual. With change seeming to be the only constant, do you feel ready?