I started writing Three Little Words after I lost a great friend during my time at the University of Missouri to a drunk driver. Paul loved life beyond words. He was a radiating individual that everyone wanted to be around. Whenever you wanted to just relax, have some fun, and never stop smiling, you knew to look no further than Paul.


I am fortunate enough to still have all four of my grandparents on this Earth, as well as a mom and a dad who were high school sweethearts, two incredible sisters, and all of my aunts, uncles, and cousins (not to mention a goddaughter who is as cute as can be). In other words, Paul’s death was my first ever close encounter with death.

When Paul passed away, for a while I was so blown away by the fact that not everything in life was pure bliss – that there was a darker side to life. To be frank, I realized Death is Real. This led to my questioning of everything. “Why Paul?” “Am I really never going to hear that infectious laugh again? Ever?”

“Why did the guy who hit Paul not stop to potentially resuscitate him?” Eventually other, more grave, questions spiraled from those root questions.

“Is there anything anyone could have done to prevent the matter?”

“Why do people have to suffer through the loss of a child?”

“Is anyone truly happy?”

These led to the ultimate question of all:

“Why do we even exist?”

For a while, I was trapped in my own mind of negativity. Whenever I sat there and thought about life, I would conclude that nothing really mattered at all. It was brutal. It took time, but luckily this view eventually snapped.

To this day I still am not sure what it is that made me regain control of my thoughts, but I am thankful for whatever it was. Paul wouldn’t have wanted people to be depressed that he passed - if he had it his way, not a single tear would have been shed! It was time to start looking at the glass half full.

I started meditating, which is so weird to put in writing. Whenever I felt myself lost in the cosmic confusion, I would close my eyes and breathe deep breaths to get my thoughts back in order.

This led to the realization that despite death being real, the most important concept is to Remember to Live. Bad things happen, and it’s okay to be sad or confused about the happenings. In the end, it’s how you rebound that defines who you are.

It takes a lot to sit back, breathe, and become aware of your own existence. Looking in the mirror, you have eyes that allow you to see the world through your own lens, you have a brain that never stops thinking, and you alone can change what your future holds.

Even if you only have one arm, or cannot hear, or have any type of defect (we all do), it does not reduce the pure incredible phenomenon of life. There are so many different wonders that had to be put in place before we even had a potential to exist - we all won the lottery just by being alive!

I had the list of 33 three-word phrases on my laptop for quite some time before turning it into what it is today. I had never done anything with the document besides the occasional opening of it when I would see it on my scattered desktop screen. After I moved to a new city, I was perusing through old files, and had one of those run-ins with the document. I opened it up, and realized that so many of them still applied directly to my life at that point in time.

Luckily for me, I wasn’t doing anything better with my days. I took time to jot notes about each phrase, and eventually I turned it from just a list to what seemed like a potential book. I sent what I had over to Natalie Dupin (who I am beyond thankful for), and she then made all of the designs for the book. Instead of making comments about the jumbled mess, she turned it into an organized reality. When she sent it back over, I’m pretty sure my jaw dropped. I was not expecting it in the slightest – I just asked for her thoughts! After I realized that she had put so much effort into it, I knew that it was my turn to actually do something with this. Three Little Words then became what it is today.

My personal biggest fear is getting to 50 and realizing that I lost my fascination with life. Therefore, I do everything I can to make sure that’s not the case, and I form my life around that notion. Reflect on what your worldview is, and live your life accordingly. Abraham Lincoln summed this up best in saying, “And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”


The mission of Three Little Words is to empower people to become the best version of themselves. Three Little Words is more than just a book, it's a lifestyle of choosing to not let the negative bog you down. The hope is that simple three word phrases can make a change in the way that people get up and start each day.

To clarify, this is not something you have to be feeling all the time. The three word phrases are reminders I turn to on those days when life doesn’t feel its best. The key part is that those feelings come. It's where your mind goes when it’s trying to combat those feelings that makes you who you are. I choose to see something positive in everything that I encounter, no matter the circumstance.


The response to this book has been incredible. I can't thank everyone enough who has reached out to let me know that Three Little Words helped them in one or way or the other; it has given me the motivation to keep this going.


Best wishes to all who read and follow!