you look at the world with large brown eyes searching, believing, always wondering why.

I really don't know where to begin.  Gosh, I don't even know what to say.  But I do feel like I need to say something. For my own sake, I need to say something.  On my last post I shared that I had a big decision to make, and I'm (sorta) happy to report that I …

when we see each other time doesn’t matter. each time we see each other, it’s wonderful.

Since last Christmas, I've calculated having only spent 5 nights in my bedroom...in my parents' house.  The bedroom that I claimed as a 4-year old and lived in until moving to Columbus 3.5 years ago.  The bedroom that my parents still referred to as "your room".  (I know, they miss me.)  So saying I was anxious about returning to Pittsburgh …

don’t believe the things you tell yourself so late at night. you are your own worst enemy, you’ll never win the fight.

I know I'm stressed or tired when I talk to my mom about boys, and I'm both stressed and tired when I bring up Mars to her.  While my mom is one of my confidantes now, it wasn't always the case- due to my own lack of appreciation for her (most likely), so talking to …

don’t you think 19 is too young to be played by your dark, twisted games?

I've sat on this thought for a long time.  Probably at least 6 years, if not more.  But I'm not sure if I have ever voiced it out loud (to myself) or to anyone else.  Instead it's an idea that has rolled around in my mind time-and-time-again, but I never knew how best to put those thoughts …

those sweet words

Sticks and Stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.  We all know these words very well as they were first spoken as a lesson to be learned from our parents, grandparents, and/or teachers.  As kids we fought off mean words could only be cured with a plate of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies and chocolate milk.  As …

unsent love letter mix tape: track 7

The post I wrote on Sunday, October 10th will explain the ideas behind the Unsent Love Letter Mix Tape series, and if it still doesn’t make sense to you, well then, at least it makes sense to me.  The writer.  The blogger.  The girl behind the computer.  Call me what you will but these are …

loving myself one day at a time

Good morning!  I had an A.MAY.ZING. opportunity to write a post of The Beauty Message Challenge today and would like to share it here on my blog as well.  I encourage you to visit the site for yourself, but here is the piece I wrote.  This is a reflection of the journey I've been on for …

mama, you taught me to do the right things, so now you have to let your baby fly.

The first time I heard this song, Mama's Song by Carrie Underwood, I got the chills.  How does she do it?  How do her songs always find a way of hitting the nail on the head, with respect to my life circumstances?  For all you non-country music fans (or pop-country, whichever you see it as), …

you have to know the past to understand the present

I promise I'll write about my journey back to Athens soon, and indulge you on where my mind is right now after that trip down memory lane.  Here is a quote to set you up for where my mind is, as I realize, yet again, that the past is in the past- no matter how hard I …

every tear that had to fall from my eyes

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while so that we can see life with a clearer view again. (Alex Tan) Unfortunately I don't look a thing like Megan Fox, sorry boys, but I saw this photo and thought it fit this morning's post quite nicely. If you read …