The winter here is “miserable.” They “never” want to go out. He “always” says that when he’s mad. The pain of heartbreak is “excruciating.” That outfit is “hideous.” She “constantly” get’s mad at them. I use to exaggerate as much as the rest of them. It seems harmless really until it starts effecting your entire … More I Never Say Always
I’m at the beach right now so I would like for you to join me for a little bit. Wherever you are whether it’s the indecisive Midwest or the dry west, or the sassy New England think of standing in the sand with just your feet in the water. The waves are a little fickle. … More Where You Desired to Be
Go back to high school for a second. Think of that kid, the one who tried so desperately to be cool. We’ll just call him John for this example. So think of John. He probably annoyed you a little; lame people always kind of annoy us for some reason. Now think of him getting tired … More RIP Miss Brill
I was an oopsie baby. My parents had thrown in the towel on a third kid years before the stork decided to drop me off at their house so I could take over their retirement fund. They were just getting to where they could see the light of an empty nest. They were counting the … More Unexpected Blessings
Incipient (Adjective) Beginning to develop or exist It’s the way he found her in the labyrinth of her own vulnerability. She was stranded in the twisted curves of dead-end insecurities as she felt around the darkness on her hands and knees just trying to find the parts of herself that the past had stripped. She … More Incipient
It’s so easy to not belong. There’s always something that doesn’t mix well with your soul no matter where you go. I think I’ve spent a good portion of my life in denial of this. I build future chapters in my head to fix my current discontents, and then it’s so easy for my spirits … More Don’t Be Like the Rest of Them, Darling
This week is a little different than my usual blog posts. It’s a narrative I wrote a while ago. It’s derived from the story in the bible that I feel ends way too quickly about a woman who is under persecution for adultery and about to be stoned. I wrote it from her perspective, but … More Personifying Forgiveness
If only someone was there with a camera to capture the look on my mother’s face when she saw it. It was Christmas, and I was home for the first time since I had left for college in August. Her eyes drew to it like a magnet. It was quite possibly the first thing she … More Saved, but Not Waiting
Last year I lived my first mid-west winter. As a girl coming out of the blue skies of Alabama, I had no idea what to expect. Turns out, neither did my new Hoosier neighbors. I lived in Indiana during its worst winter in record history. Needless to say… I hated it. By the end of … More A Black and White Life
Gosh, we hate her, don’t we, that other girl? The one who loved him first, or the one who loved him after. The one who “took him” from us. Yeah we despise that one a lot, no matter how gone he was from us anyways. Whether it … More Learning To Love His “Other Girl”
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