“I am not cut out for this.” I cannot tell you how many times these words have been spoken over the past four years. The truth is, we’re not cut out for this. No one is. Malignant. Cancer. Metastasized. Ewing’s Sarcoma. What horrible words. Nobody is cut out for cancer. No one is cut out … More The Beauty of This Story
I like books. I don’t think this is a secret. I have a book of the month membership, I look at Goodreads more than I do Instagram, and I have more butterflies when I walk into a bookstore than I did on my first date with my husband. I put a lot of time and … More Mirrored Identity
I only opened one book this month. If you were looking my usual first Wednesday of the Month book review blog where I review all 5-10 books I read this month, this isn’t that… well not exactly. I’m happy to review the one book of books that I did read…except you have probably already read … More Finding Out What YOU Believe in Battle
3am. For whatever reason, that is my mind’s loudest hour. If there is anything wrong, or stressful, or even just the slightest bit unsettling going on in my life, it is bound to wake me up at 3am. You know what I no longer let myself do at 3am- Google Ewing Sarcoma. Google any of … More Five Year Increments
It was about two weeks into my second semester freshman year when I walked into my dorm room to find my friends standing around my opened panty drawer. My beloved and loyal male followers, maybe this is where you would like to excuse yourself, or maybe hang around a bit with a very open mind … More LFL, and the Granny Panty Intervention
Asking this about your life, your struggle, the dreams you aren’t achieving, the goals you’ve long left, the career path you’ve invested in, the relationships you’ve invested in, that’s not as easy. There’s no control there. There’s no fix, and if there is, it sure as hell isn’t easy. … More Here Comes The Sun
I’ve never had trouble apologizing. If I disrespected my parents, I would apologize. If I accidentally bumped into someone in the school hallway, I would apologize. If someone accidentally bumped into me in a school hallway, I would apologize. I learned from an early age that this is the way to prevent further conflict and … More Not Always Sorry
“I dreamed a dream in times gone by When hope was high and life worth living” Let me be incredibly honest with you… I am not where I planned to be at my age, and I’m not very happy about it. This is just a fact. It’s not a cry of pitty or self-loathing. In … More I Dreamed A Dream… And Then I Kept Dreaming
People act like tragedy is a mountain. You climb up, and up, and up, then you peak, and catch a train down, because the hard part is over. And many times, the very peak of the peak actually feels that way. Every little thing makes you cry tears of joy because you’ve longed for so … More The Storms After the Storm
This morning was kind. Now don’t me wrong, it wasn’t easy. I still woke up with the same anxiety, the same deep pit in my gut that I now know all too well. I still woke up an hour earlier than I anticipated, and I still laid awake listening to my mind screaming at me. … More Tomorrow Will Be Kinder
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