Dear Uncle Mike, I don’t know how to start this letter. If I’m being truthful, just the thought of writing it had my stomach hurting all morning. It’s one thing to think these thoughts internally, pray my prayers in the morning…but I can physically feel the weight on my chest as I write it out. My hope is, I’ll write it, others will read it, … Continue reading 365 long short days later…
One week ago. Sunday morning. I woke up in my own bed for the first time in 8 days. My bags that had been unloaded from my frozen over car the night before, awaiting me still by the kitchen door. After an 8 hour drive home in a snowstorm, hauling my belongs upstairs to unpack was low on the “to do” list that morning. So … Continue reading Messy
So for those of you that are late to the party… I’m engaged. Yes, I know. Start praying to your God because the apocalypse is near. Ha. But really. Thirty-one days ago, I said “Yes” to a guy who kneeled down beside our bed with a big diamond ring. While I sat there, makeup-less and sporting bulldog pajama pants, completely stunned. It was without a … Continue reading The beauty and total weird-ness of “engaged”
http://pages.lightthenight.org/mi/AnnArbor17/RWilliams When I was 7 years old, my best friend was diagnosed with leukemia. Of course, being so young, I had no idea what that meant. But I could tell by the look on my parents’ faces and her parents’ faces, it wasn’t good. Elizabeth and I met in pre-school. Shortly after, our mothers got us involved in the same dance company, where we would … Continue reading Light the Night.
This morning hurts. I can feel it already even though it’s only 8AM. It hurts like yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. I’m not really sure how to begin explaining it because it’s highly possible that no one will relate. But maybe some of you will. I have been trying to find the words for what I’m feeling for weeks … Continue reading the celebration and devastation of time…
It’s a weird thing. I have literally thought to myself and/or said out loud to others, “I really feel like blogging” and yet… nothing. For quite awhile now. That is always a huge indicator for me. I write when I have something that needs to be said. When the desire to write my heart, read it back, and allow myself to process is more overwhelming … Continue reading everything in the middle of nowhere.
I don’t know how to begin this. I don’t know how to end it either. If we’re being completely honest here, I have been dreading this post for approximately 11 days now. So I’m just going to type and see where it takes me…But first, let’s pick up where I left off with my last post real quick. My boyfriend’s alarm goes off at 7AM. … Continue reading The Lion.
Yards. Lawns. People take such pride in them, right? Mowing, watering, landscaping, gardening. Personally, I never got into it. However, I do remember how I enjoyed using my push lawn mower in my first rental house. **See photo below for proof** I was about 21 years old, renting a one bedroom, 500 square foot house on a dead end street in East Nashville. Mowing my lawn was my way of … Continue reading What is mine…
It’s 2AM and I can’t sleep. There is nothing particularly wrong. Sometimes the brain just wants to create…and in my case, that means I’m writing. It’s been over a month since my last blog. I’ve thought about sitting down and writing every single day since then. I’d take my laptop in the car with me wherever I’d go…including a couple trips to Nashville in December and … Continue reading “I talked myself out of it.”
I will never, in my lifetime, forget December 2, 2010. I was sleeping in bed alongside my “work-in-progress” boyfriend at the time, in my blue bedroom, in my new house in Hermitage, TN. I woke up to my phone vibrating on the nightstand. I picked it up and immediately saw a photo of a baby in an incubator, all 19 inches and 7 lbs 4 oz of him. The … Continue reading Silenced.