Striving to live an ordinary life with extraordinary impact.
My best and worst quality can be described something like this: I have high expectations of myself and others. On my good days this looks like waking up on time, throwing all of my effort at my job, believing in other people, cooking healthy meals and keeping a clean and tidy home. On my worst …
According to Pinterest and the Internet and every young adult novel ever, 2015 should have been the most beautiful season of my life. I was starting my senior year of college, I was going to spend the summer abroad, I was planning my dream wedding, I was engaged to the love of my life, summer …
I’ve spent a lot of time angry over the past few days. Just generally angry. I contemplate what I’m angry about, who I am angry at, and I don’t have a lot of insight for myself. I know what sparked my anger -- and maybe it’s at this moment that you’re moving to click the …
If you’re like me, Father’s day carries a lot of sweet, nurturing memories--dinner dates and father daughter dances, walking down the aisle with the one who taught me to love while staring towards one who holds my heart, late night talks and desperate phone calls. My dad was the one who soothed my anxious heart …
Continue reading To Those Who Have Loved & Lost this Father’s Day
Stu and I spent the weekend in Asheville, North Carolina, on a whim. We’d had other plans that got cancelled because of the thunderstorms littered across the Northeast, but we already had a dog sitter (puppy parents, back me up that this is a weird and valid excuse) so we weren’t about to bail on …
I didn't have the very final and emotional graduation experience the average college student. I walked at commencement in May of last year but I graduated several months earlier. I sort of slithered away without a lot of fanfare, which worked for me. I'm not great at adjusting as is, so when you infuse a …
My sister-in-law once told me about how absolutely life-changing it is to drink coffee at night. “I stopped at Starbucks before bible study one time and got a latte at like, 7 pm and I don’t know...it just made me feel so alive.” We laughed. We talked about how much better every bible study would …
Continue reading Writers Who Don’t Write (Why I’m Blogging: Part 2)
One of my very best friends once told me that she hates blogs, people spitting out their thoughts on the internet without any real credibility, no more wise or informed than anyone else. If you are one of those people who thinks that I am writing on the Internet because I believe myself to be …
Continue reading These Stories Aren’t Mine (Why I’m Blogging: Part 1)
