august 29, 2011: grad school.

When discovering about my pending move to Chicago (about three years ago), my dad informed me that my recent graduate self once announced that I was going to apply for grad school in Chicago.  I guess I found some program- maybe journalism- at Northwestern and was convinced that it was the place for me.  Small college … Continue reading august 29, 2011: grad school.

decisions, decisions

The Zac Brown Band instructs me to, "Quiet your mind. Soak it all in. Enjoy the ride."  Thanks for the advice, Zac.  I promise I'm trying my best to do just that; however, it's a difficult task when it comes to something you're so passionate about.  Something that you truly feel is your calling life.  … Continue reading decisions, decisions

and there’s this burning, like there’s always been. i’ve never been so alone; and i’ve, i’ve never felt so alive.

Monday, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt because I know it's tough to follow this A*MAY*ZING weekend of mine.  And work, it's downright impossible to measure up to two adorable kids, Max (22 mos) and Tommy (6 yrs), beautiful friends, and the fabulous Make-A-Wish Foundation.  But still, you could have at least put up some … Continue reading and there’s this burning, like there’s always been. i’ve never been so alone; and i’ve, i’ve never felt so alive.

all i have are the choices i make.

Darlene, one of the loves of my life, always knows the right things to say, even if I don't know the right question to ask.  On Thursday afternoon she knew the right quote to share: Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice; it is not a thing to be waited for, it … Continue reading all i have are the choices i make.

love, save the empty. save me.

"I used to have an appetite for my life but now it is gone. I want to go some place where I can marvel at something."   ~Elizabeth Gilbert, "Eat Pray Love" For reasons unbeknownst to yours truly, my appetite has vanished.  Literally and figuratively.  As far as food goes, all I seem to be desiring … Continue reading love, save the empty. save me.

there’s nowhere else i’d rather be

Just like Fight Club, the first rule of volunteering at the children's hospital is: You cannot talk about volunteering at the children's hospital.   I'll do my best not to break the rule, but I'm going to bend it as much as I can.  After another blah day at work, I knew that kid therapy was … Continue reading there’s nowhere else i’d rather be