it was july 15 when i last posted here… and now, october 26 — finding myself itching to write again, to wrap words around what these last few months have been.
Read MoreI made a mistake. I realized as I received kind responses of people who had every right to be upset or frustrated with me that I want to be the kind of person who responds like that, too— to others, and to myself.
Read MoreI’ve been thinking a lot lately about family. I have more questions and unresolved thoughts than I have answers and advice, but I wanted to attempt to share some of my thinking here.
Read MoreI like things perfect. (hello, enneagram One!) I like things controlled, and clear, and clean, and finished. I like things black or white, and I’m not a fan of all the shades of gray in between. I like starting new things, and I like when things wrap up, but I’m not really all that stoked about the journey in between.
Read Moreit’s not at all easy to open yourself up— to your own self-reflection, to God, to others. to let down your guard, to inch open the door, to break through the defenses, to let another person see you and speak to you and share with you… it takes work. real, hard work.
Read Moreit’s easy to go through the days on autopilot, waking up and working and eating and mostly just going through the motions without real thought or intention. lately, i’ve been trying to disrupt that.
Read Moreit’s been ages since i’ve written just to write here. i’ve shared lists and reviews and products, but have I honestly shared my heart? not so much.
Read MoreIn a season of depression that has most often felt dark and heavy, it's been hard to celebrate the light when it shines.
Read Morelittle clues. tiny signs. all pointing to i'm not okay. I want to be, truly. but yet, not entirely.
Read Morei've been craving the feeling of bare feet on soft green grass. i've been wanting to plunge my hands into big pots of cool soil, wanting to break it up between my fingers and be reminded i came from dust like this and i'll return to dust like this someday too.
Read Morethere's something about roots, and something about wings. there's something about adventure, and something about contentment. there's something about there, and still so much about here.
Read Morethe tension is everywhere. i'm unsure what to do with it. but we must start somewhere, and so I am starting here.
Read MoreI've learned little by little that the anxiety does not have to win.
Read Morei've been learning a lot lately about how i handle things. expectations, feelings, awkwardness, growth, friendships.
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