For Daniel: Year Three, I Love The Way
We were married last year. You promised some things, and I did too. There were words thrown around like “love” and “forever” and “yours” and “mine.” We swore to each other in front of friends, family and a few strangers that we would love and cherish each other until our very last breath. I didn’t…
My Life is Full
My life is full to the brim of photos depicting a life that looks nothing like the one I planned to have, but oh, how unremarkably beautiful it all is.
When Being Busy Isn’t Beneficial: Why we need more margin
Ah, vacation. When else can you justifiably wake up at 9, lay in bed until 2, and do nothing but scroll through facebook and read books all day? Without feeling guilty, that is. Now that school is back in session and Fall is right around the corner, there’s a summer-lovin’ part of my heart that…
Stop Asking Me When I’m Getting Married
Ignorant, yet well-meaning people. Is there anyone in the world so dangerously unaware?
For Daniel: Year One, It Was Always You
You were always the standard, and now, you are mine.
Where is home located for the vagabonds and those whose hearts were simply born restless?
Tales of Transition: Confessions of a modern day gypsy
So, I’m moving.
Love is less like stars, and more like mountains
I used to think there was so much romance in being a tortured soul.
3 Years ’til 30
Warning: Super personal post about to blow. Also. 3 things I wish I knew in my early 20’s, and 3 things I’d like to do before 30.
An Open Letter From the One Who Got (sent) Away
I keep trying to validate us. Make this into more than some title-less, emotional fling between friends.