Just last week, I was lucky enough to work a trip with 24 hours in New Orleans, Louisiana. I was even luckier because my brother Travis decided to come with me.

We had such an amazing time, I couldn’t have asked for anything more. After working a red eye from San Francisco, we took a nap for a couple hours and then hit the town. Literally. We walked over ELEVEN miles just exploring downtown New Orleans. We walked around the entire Mercedes Benz Superdome (you don’t quite realize how big it is until you try taking a picture next to it- I look like an ant!) and the Smoothie King Center. We enjoyed beignets on the Mississippi River and did some shopping at an outlet mall. We walked through the French Quarter and of course Bourbon Street. 

Being from California, we don’t have too much history. So I always enjoy getting to travel to the South and the East coast and getting to experience the US history that we have. Just  getting to look at all of the beautiful architecture was worth it. But getting to spend time with my brother was truly special. It was the first of hopefully many trips of just us kids. I can’t wait until we have all of our siblings with us for another adventure. Check back next week to see some of the great pictures we took in New Orleans! 


I am truly honored to announce that my youngest brother Dante has promoted from the eighth grade and my oldest brother Travis has graduated from high school! I wish I could find the words to express just how proud I am of their hard work and dedication. Even through tough times, they were both able to complete their homework, be involved with extracurricular activities, and spend time with their family and friends. 

I remember being four years old and begging for a baby brother or sister. I wanted a sister just because it seemed more fun, but now I realize just how much I needed brothers too. Travis came into the world, and everything changed for me. I wanted to be the best big sister I could, to be a good example, and to be apart of every second of his life. I wanted to protect him from the bad, encourage him when times got tough, and make him smile over and over again. I can’t believe he’s eighteen years old, graduated high school, and has joined the United States Army Reserve. Where has the time gone? 

My baby brother Dante. I love all of my siblings the same and they all hold a piece of me, but Dante has my soul. There’s just something about him that makes me a little bit stronger, a little bit more protective, a little bit more empathetic. He’s off to high school now. He’s only a couple years off from being an adult and my brain just can’t handle it. I love that he’s still a kid, I love that he hasn’t been beaten down, and I will do everything in my power to make sure he enjoys his last few years of being a kid. 

I’d also like to congratulate my brother Jared for completing his sophomore year of high school, he’s officially an upperclassmen! My baby sister, Savannah, finished second grade and will be starting third grade this fall! 

I’m so proud of you all! Enjoy the summer and remember you can achieve anything you set your mind to! 


“You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face, you are able to say to yourself, I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along. You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” -Eleanor Roosevelt 


When I was told I was working a flight to Singapore, I completely lost it. I have only worked domestic flights since I started flying, and didn’t really have a desire to work international flights just due to the length of flight time and not enough time in a new country. But I had no choice but to work this trip. Work had called me at 5:30pm and told me I needed to be at the airport by 9:30pm. Only four hour notice to prepare to fly across the world. I had been up since 5:30am and I was going to have to be up for another 20 hours. I knew very little of Singapore and had no idea what to expect. It was all so overwhelming in that moment, that I just broke down. I spent the four hours before I had to be at the airport in various states of crying, trying to pack, calling friends and family asking for advice, and convincing myself that I could do it. Now let me tell you, when I cry, I CRY. Like full on sobbing, can’t catch my breath, shaking uncontrollably, crying. It’s quite a scene. But somehow I managed to pull myself together just in time to walk on that plane and do my absolute best for 16 hours. Part of me still can’t believe I did it.

I have to thank my family and friends from the bottom of my heart for being there for me, encouraging me with words of wisdom, and praying for me throughout my trip. I don’t believe I could have gotten on that plane without all of you. Thank you! 


As a flight attendant, you have to be prepared for anything. But let me tell you, I was NOT   prepared for this. Work called me at 5pm for an 11pm flight to SINGAPORE! (For the record, I’ve never worked an international flight.) After being awake for more than 35 hours and having several panic attacks, I made it! 16 hour flight, working a plane I’ve never been on, to a country I’ve never been to, and I didn’t know a single person. I know now that I can handle much more than I think I can. Can’t wait to share all the pictures I took- here’s a sneak peek! IMG_9966.JPG