The Gloves Are Coming Off And It’s Going To Be Fine
I wrote this several months ago on my phone and I found it today as I was cleaning up some old notes. I remember that day vividly. As I sat, crumpled on the… Continue reading
I wrote this several months ago on my phone and I found it today as I was cleaning up some old notes. I remember that day vividly. As I sat, crumpled on the… Continue reading
It’s taken me a long time and a lot of soul searching to muster the courage to write this letter, and even more to make it public. But there comes a time when… Continue reading
Walking into our hall bathroom tonight as I did my last round of mom pick-up throughout the house before calling it a night. Trying to remove the sticky fingerprints on the fridge, recalling… Continue reading
In a few short weeks it will mark a year since I first began this blog. What started after my Grandmother’s passing as a way for me to earnestly dribble my jumbled feelings… Continue reading
Please don’t pop my balloon. Instead, I ask that you hold the string tied tightly to my heart and come along with me. Don’t pull me back down to earth, even when you… Continue reading
I feel like all to often we listen to outside sources, rather than ourselves about what this life should be and look like. We tell ourselves there will be time later to hear… Continue reading
If money was no object, what shape would your heart bleed into? If consequence was no matter, what desires would your heart discover? If judgement was no facade, what truths would your heart… Continue reading
It is not a prerequisite of a meaningful purpose to have a history of bad experiences- only a future of good ones. You know when something happens in your life that is so… Continue reading
Nothingness. The harder I try the further it goes. When sometimes the faucet is turned all the way up and thoughts come flooding out, the tides turn and the well dries up, and… Continue reading