“You’re cool and all, but your friend started texting me, and well…” *extremely detailed and graphic text about “last night” followed by, “Sorry, I meant to send that to someone else.” “God thinks that we should break up.” “You know how at the beginning of the semester we were both virgins… well I’m not anymore.” … More Northern Stars- And What They Lead Us To
Wait, this website still exists? I understand your confusion, that was my precise thought when I got an e-mail telling me to either pay $40 or lose my domain name. I mentioned it to my husband, because I’ve recently learned that it is wife etiquette to mention any new purchases you may be making over … More Comeback Kid
I am the baby of my entire family. On my dad’s side, I am separated from my closest cousin by 6 years. When I was younger this meant a lot of missing out. I missed out on slumber parties, big kid games, and memories that were made years before I was even thought of. But … More Grams
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
About two weeks ago I deleted my secret “I do” page on Pinterest, all of it. I deleted a wide selection of cakes, entrées, decorations, dresses, rings, cocktails, song lists, and everything else I once thought would be essential for my big day. Every single pin was gone in the click of one button. Why? … More I DO not
I’m a worrier, like a lose hours of sleep kind of worrier. Everything just seems a little more life or death than it actually is at two in the morning. But that’s just me. I worry. I’m at a time in my life where I, and those around me, care so much about things that, … More Who Cares?
I remember the moment when I was finally able to look at the situation from the outside in. I was laying in bed, talking partially to my roommate, partially to the wall, but mostly to myself, as I finally spoke out the whole aching experience. I concluded the story with my own sudden realization, “If … More Hey, You’re Enough
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
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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