Raindrops are tap dancing on my window, and I’m thankful for the extra cozy blanket I found tucked away in a box. I turned thirty last November, which, for some reason, makes me have an obligation to be more responsible. As if making sure your dogs have plenty of food, water, and treats while you… Continue reading Unapologetic 2017
Raise your hand if you have ever been bombarded by MLM sellers? I have to admit I get excited when my Apple Watch alerts me of a text, phone call, notification, or a little pop-up that tells me I need to breathe. It makes it much easier while I’m in a therapy session to gaze… Continue reading Love letter to MLM sellers
Today is my husband’s 30th birthday. His snuggles were extra sweet in the week hours of the morning, when our dog decided to be a bed hog and steal the covers from me. He officially caught up with me in age (as if nineteen days makes a huge difference). Today marks almost one month since… Continue reading Life’s little ups and downs
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding -Proverbs 3:5 Jesus promised us He will get us through the storm. Or in my case, a monsoon. November 7th and April 26th will not come easy for me in the years to come. I still have a myriad of… Continue reading Trust
I’m so confused I know I heard you loud and clear So, I followed through Somehow I ended up here I don’t wanna think I may never understand That my broken heart is a part of your plan When I try to pray All I’ve got is hurt and these four words Thy will be… Continue reading Thy will be done.
Dear Freshman Me, It’s been almost ten years since you first called OSU your home. Don’t panic. You’re going to come back from your senior trip and receive a voicemail from your pot-luck roommate. Her name is Sara, and she’s from Stillwater. She claims the window seat of your 10×14 jail cell and positions her… Continue reading A letter to Freshman me
Today has been tough. Tough on my stress level, anxiety, thoughts, weaknesses… What happens when a well intentioned act goes completely wrong? You become silent. Maybe from the shock. Maybe to give some necessary space. Maybe to allow grief to dissipate. You focus on fixing the problem. And when you hear silence in response, it… Continue reading When silence is better than words
