Hi, I’m Sarah.
I’m a writer in the quiet moments—between workdays, motherhood, grief, joy, and the everyday ordinary. Letters from Sarah is a place where I write honestly about life as it is: tender, complicated, hopeful, and still unfolding.
I don’t write because I have all the answers. I write because words help me make sense of the world. Writing has been a way to process loss, celebrate small joys, and hold space for questions that don’t have easy endings. It’s where faith meets doubt, grief meets gratitude, and kindness is chosen again and again.
By day, I work in banking. I’m also a twin mom, a collector of small joys, and someone who believes that gentle words can be a form of courage. Much of my writing is shaped by love for my family, motherhood, and the lasting influence of my late father, who encouraged me to write long before I believed I could.
Letters from Sarah is an open notebook—part reflection, part encouragement, part reminder that you’re not alone in the messy middle. If you’ve ever felt too sensitive, too hopeful, or too human for this world, you’re welcome here.
Thanks for being here.

