Hi. I'm Janna.

Looking back over the trajectory of my life, I see that my childhood has been my anchor and truth has been my beacon.

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The summer I turned 27, I had the root word for truth (sat, in sanskrit) tattooed on my wrist. I went with a friend hours before my first book reading, hours before I shared my life story in public for the very first time. My story? My father has a traumatic brain injury. His accident happened just weeks after I turned 14. Life before that summer was pretty darn easy. In fact, to be honest, I had the kind of childhood you would want any kid to have. Just me, two happy parents, a handful of pets, a boat, and annual vacations to North Carolina beaches. I was going to grow up to be a National Geographic photographer or, maybe, a psychologist.

After that summer everything changed. 

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"Live in the sunshine. Swim in the sea. Drink the wild air."

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

photography by: Nicole Lockerman