Molding skills, experience, and heart
Hello, I’m Carrie. My professional background is in public relations and marketing — work that included writing, designing, photographing, editing, printing, and interviewing.
I loved the creativity, but it didn’t always feel meaningful.
Log Your Legacy flexes my creative skills while bringing great satisfaction. I love to listen, ask questions, think deeply, and then carefully put ideas and visuals together to create something that brings great meaning to you and your family.
This is a photo of my Grandma Carm giving me her pearl necklace on my wedding day. Priceless moments and heirlooms mean so much to me.
It's not just my own family's stories that light me up.
It brings me no greater joy than to help others feel connected, full of pride, and at peace as they consider the mark they’ll leave on this world.
Step-by-step guidance and caring support
My goal is to help you preserve meaningful life stories for future generations without the overwhelm. Think of me as your guide, creative coach, listening ear, and accountability partner.
This isn’t about writing an official memoir or autobiography. First, I’ll help you simply put pen to paper using the Log Your Legacy Blueprint. Then, if you’d like, we’ll bring your stories to life through professionally designed keepsake books and/or videos.
Ultimately, I want you to see the beauty in your own life and to feel at peace that what matters to you will live on for your children, grandchildren, and beyond.
back story
The seed for this calling was planted while shopping with my mom in a gift shop in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. I was eight.
We stopped at a display with a set of small, spiral-bound books for sale. Grandma, tell me your memories… one cover read.
We paged through and realized it was a journal with prompts for each day to record stories from a grandmother’s life. A perfect Christmas gift.
My grandma laughed as she opened the book and read “Please print!” on a note I stuck to the inside front cover. Her cursive was beautiful, but like a foreign language to my eyes.
Day by day, she obligingly filled the pages and wrapped it up for me under the tree the following Christmas.
It wasn't until two decades later, when dementia had robbed my grandma of her memories, that I realized the true value of that on-a-whim gift purchase.
Her words — thoughtfully written in erasable pen I’d watched her use to fill countless crossword puzzles — brought comfort, laughter, and tears as my family gathered around her hospital bed on the last days of her life.