If you ask my parents, or their checking accounts, they will tell you that my two very average legs are each worth about as much as gold. I was a soccer player most of my life. My parents poured so much money into this passion: clubs, camps, cleats, tournaments, and miles and miles of gas burned … More Identity Crisis
As a collector of knowledge there are few things in life that break me more than the questions I ask that no one can answer. I drove my Sunday school leaders crazy when I was a child. So many, “why’s?” So many, “But then what’s?” So many thoughts that my young imagination churned that no … More More Than a Sunset
I hate to workout. There’s nothing more to it. I don’t enjoy it, my body hates me while I do it, and the only way I can finish m run is if I listen to “If You’re Going Through Hell” for the last quarter mile. I played soccer for most of my life, and once … More Butterfly Opportunities
I don’t consider myself to be a feminist. I also wouldn’t classify myself as an anti-feminist or a traditionalist. I’m kind of caught in this dilemma, because while I agree that women should have equal rights, I’ve never been in a place where I haven’t. I’ve just worked hard, and in result I’ve reaped rewards. … More Prove It
authenticity has become a rarity because no one other than the offended knows how to effectively express opinions without being attacked and demoralized. … More No Offense, But Stop Being Offended
I gained the official title of “Aunt Alycia” when Brooklynn Rae Danielle Howard was born on December 10, 2004, just nine days before my tenth birthday. Let me tell you, I wore the title proud. The age difference between my niece and I allowed me to be the “cool aunt.” You know that aunt, the … More The Importance of a Mini-me
I’m chasing my dreams like a fat kid chases cake. That is the beginning of a real song I wrote during my senior year of high school. I use to be really good at dreaming. I watched way too many movies, and thought, “I can do that.” I had dreams of big cities and studio … More Do What Gives You Butterflies
I am an INFJ. That’s what good ole Myers Briggs declared of me. I’m more introverted than extroverted, meaning I get energy from being alone, I’m more intuition than sensing, meaning I pay more attention to impressions or meanings behind instances rather than cold hard reality. I am more feeling than thinking, meaning I tend … More Verted…
Bereave (verb) be deprived of a loved one through a profound absence, especially due to the loved one’s death. He was happy. She stood in the middle of the campus courtyard and ran her fingers over the plaque, over the nine names of the “gone but never forgotten.” The world got blurry, and she … More Bereave
My awkward phase far surpassed the normal amount of years for such tragedy. I’m talking about started in fifth grade, and lasted until after high school graduation kind of long. Heck, some may argue I’m still in it… (If that’s you, then just drop dead.) Not only was it long lasting, but I also received … More Benefits of the Awkward Phase
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