Let's play a little game. I'll say a word and you say the first word that comes to your mind. Ready... RED. Now some of you may say words such as "apple", "wine", or "shoes". Others may say "roses", "hearts" or "lipsticks". Me, and Taylor Swift, we would say "Love". Love is Red. Red is Love. Love … Continue reading but loving him was red.
If home is truly where the heart is, then Ohio will always be home. Lately, as the thirties continue to make me more maternal and sentimental than I ever imagined being, I've been realizing more and more that my heart has been stranded there since I relocated to Chicago nearly five years ago. And after a … Continue reading o-h-i-o, i-m-i-s-s-y-o-u.
More now than any other time in my life (thus far), I am completely aware of the transitional periods that life throws upon us. For example, those few months between college graduation and "the real world" presented many challenging moments for me as I tried to figure out those inevitable questions "Who am I?" and … Continue reading the in-between: that phase between engaged and babies
A few weeks ago, my dad asked me, "Do you still have your blog?" I answered with a strong "yes", but then found myself explaining (aka making excuses) that while I have a blog, it's not necessarily something that I would classify it as an active blog. And for those of you who have read … Continue reading the past thirteen months.
For the past two weeks, I've been telling myself to Just blog it out. That used to always make you feel better. But the truth is, I've stared at this screen many nights trying to do just that and absolutely nothing comes out. There's no image of motivation, or song lyric for inspiration. No title … Continue reading i’m not in kansas, that’s the one thing I know for sure.
No, it was perfect because finally, here he was. The guy who wouldn't let me get away with anything. I always thought of that as the moment you can into focus. Like, "Oh, there you were." Life has been busy for me. Between internship and grad school, there's been homework and babysitting. But despite the … Continue reading and i can’t remember life before his name.
When you're twenty-nine years old and only beginning your first relationship, people tend to ask, "Why?" to defend that there is nothing wrong with you. But they might as well save their breath, because there actually is something wrong with you. I mean how is it that you can be mere months away from a milestone … Continue reading all of these lines across my face, tell you the story of who i am.