I could tell you I got into real estate because I’ve always loved design, dreamed about houses, and binged HGTV like it was my job.

But that wouldn’t be the truth—and that’s just not who I am.

I found myself thinking about real estate because I was 36, with two tiny humans depending on me, and I was desperate to build a life where I could watch them grow up and have a career I could make fully mine.

Fast forward a few years, and I’ve had the absolute honor of helping so many others find what I was searching for during that chaotic season: the grounding peace of having a place to call home.

This isn’t just a job. It’s not just about sales or square footage. It’s about building stability, creating belonging, and helping people step into their next chapter with confidence and care.

And when I’m not deep in Portland market stats or touring homes, you can find me hiking in the mountains with my boys and our giant pup, soaking up every ounce of fresh air…while casually biohacking my way toward living forever. (Kidding. Sort of.)