Last week was flipping ROUGH. Imagine every aspect of a young woman's life being off kilter. Yeah; that was me. From my body image to my love life to cancelling everything to a nervous-overwhelmed-estrogen-breakdown in my church parking lot, it was quite the eye candy. And then, a baby cherub in the form of the most beautiful snail mail from TX floated to my mailbox.[...]
(Draft reposted from 2019) Ever seen the film, 500 Days of Summer? I love it. Its conclusion is the kind that leaves you feeling like you've been both sucker punched in the gut, but also (if you so choose to adopt the marvelous beauty of the nitty gritty;)) thinking, "WOW. That kind of felt like real life." There is one scene in particular - I mean, ju[...]
A knot sank into my stomach. It was 5 in the morning, we were running late to the airport, my significant (at that time) had 0 clue that I actually was moving back to California and planning to surprise him, and though I felt a little uneasy about launching myself back into the place that broke my heart just months prior...I had caught a second wind; much like when I[...]
If you're starting to feel the weight of the forced quarantining current social distancing, I want you to know that I have been there too. It was much before COVID19 hit, but it brings me back to a time where the quietness was unbearable, and the isolation was intense. If this is you today: I want to remind you to take heart, keep faith, and with a heaping tablespoon[...]
"I NEED YOUR HELP. BEFORE I FREAK OUT," A frantic text popped up on my phone's group chat labeled "The Sisterhood Triangle", as I was cleaning my room/having a Spotify #partay. 3 of us are in that chat. I prepared for the worst. I sat down, waiting for the grey speech bubble to finish (Sidenote: Raise your hand if you've ever dealt w/conflict or an anticipated res[...]
There's someone sitting in this room...and your family has been faithfully PRAYING for you to come home. Someone in here NEEDS to go home. Little did I know - as I sat front row, dead and center in the church's auditorium, hair messy, running clothes still damp from sweat - that those words were being spoken to me. I always thought of a prodigal as purely the[...]
You have boundaries and a voice and values that are more than worth exercising. So use them. Even if it means leaving what you thought would be the ultimate dream. Even if it costs you at first. Even if your expectations were on the opposite end of the spectrum, and reality shattered it.
By your husband. By your parent. By your boyfriend. By your employer. By your coach. By anyone who you put your full faith and trust in…I see you.