why you gotta look so sad. why’d you pick today. don’t talk yourself out of this. we’re all afraid. they say it comes when you don’t look, so I’ll help you look away. you always try to make me smile. let me do the same.

I listened to the song  Until You Won Me Over by Trent Dobbs (which includes lyrics that also serve as the title of this post) over and over again yesterday.  For some reason I found comfort in these words.  They were not only soothing, but they were also a bit encouraging. It's no secret on my … Continue reading why you gotta look so sad. why’d you pick today. don’t talk yourself out of this. we’re all afraid. they say it comes when you don’t look, so I’ll help you look away. you always try to make me smile. let me do the same.

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weekend shenanigans with addie, mitch, lana, jordan & kendall

One of my favorite things about living in Chicago is that friends are always anxious to stop by and play for a weekend.  This weekend I hosted four of my OU besties: Ashley, Mike, Libby, and Jay (pictured left to right).  Note: They may be referred to as Addie, Mitch, Lana & Jordan- which became their … Continue reading weekend shenanigans with addie, mitch, lana, jordan & kendall

be patient, my dear.

I told her, "Be patient."  I told her that if he really is a great guy- great enough to be with her- then the wait would be worth it (for both of them).  I told her the same words that others have instructed upon me; the same words that I've been telling myself for a while now.  I explained to … Continue reading be patient, my dear.

when you throw your hands up in the air and say, ‘i don’t care anymore’ that’s when things happen.

Everyone has an opinion, and everyone- especially our own mother- feel the need to share their thoughts with you over and over again.  When you're twenty-seven years old like me, you've heard the "If it was me..." and "Remember everything happens for a reason" speeches so many times that you've grown accustomed to tuning them out even before those 'words of wisdom' are … Continue reading when you throw your hands up in the air and say, ‘i don’t care anymore’ that’s when things happen.

what if..i’m not what you think… i am?

I've been sitting on the concept for this post for the past three days.  On Friday night, at the end of a 3-hour phone call with my Libby (one of my best friends since college who currently resides in Atlanta),  I found myself immediately captivated with an unforeseen thought as our conversation led to a … Continue reading what if..i’m not what you think… i am?