I have always considered myself an honest person. The fact that my parents instilled a fairly straight moral compass inside of me and the fact that to this day I feel EXTREME panic and guilt whenever I am not being honest, coupled with how RED my face gets every single time I tell a non-truth, … Continue reading Truth: How Yours Will Set Others Free
Harsh... I know. Sorry. Except I'm not. The reality of every single one of our lives is the fact that we are responsible for them. We are responsible for our decisions, our actions, how we treat other people, and how we perceive the world around us. Most importantly, and most often forgotten, we are responsible … Continue reading YOU ARE NOT A VICTIM
I am a female. I am a Football fan. Instead of writing that as one, fluid sentence; "I am a female football fan", it seems more appropriate to break up the two ideas. Those two things don't seem to be able to be synonymous any longer. I grew up in a suburb of Kansas City … Continue reading I am a female. I am a Football Fan.
I had a realization last night. It all started with a trip to the airport. My mom was in Mexico for a week with two of her longtime friends and needed a ride home from the airport. To give you some context, I live in North Naples, about 20 minutes south of the airport. My … Continue reading The Guilt Trip
Life has been weird lately. And by weird I mean it has been, categorically, undeniably, absolutely, a complete and utter shit show. However, today I am okay amongst my chaos. The difference between this Shit Show and my "Shit Show's" of old, is that in the past few years, I have learned how to bounce. … Continue reading Learning to Bounce
As an unintentional social experiment, I have spent the last few months attempting to ignore any and every social media platform that my name was connected to. My social media hiatus was put on hold when Garrett and I announced our Engagement, and my birthday shortly followed, but for the most part, I have been … Continue reading What I Learned About Connection by Disconnecting
Today is my 29th birthday. When I opened my eyes this morning, there was a brief moment in which I wanted to let my 29 year-old-self linger in bed and avoid the 64 Facebook notifications, cementing in the fact that I was no longer 28. Out of habit, I didn't. I got out of bed, … Continue reading 29 Things I Learned in My 28th Year