We can better support the black community.

I don’t know exactly what to say or how to say it without making it “about me”. So I will just definitively state that I fully support the movement to end racial injustice. Black Lives Matter to me. Whatever changes I make within myself and how I communicate these to other people will be “behind the scenes” for now. It is not my turn to … Continue reading We can better support the black community.

The first.

I’ve sat down to write this more than a handful of times over the last week or so, trying to share some recent and sensitive news with everyone.  Every time, I carve out an hour and I just start to type.  And every time, my free-flow of emotions settle differently, my “message” varying with each writing session.   When people use the cliche, “…all the … Continue reading The first.

everything in the middle of nowhere.

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.

Burden or light.

http://www.RachelWilliamsOnline.com I don’t know when it happened exactly.  I just know it happened. It wasn’t overnight.  It wasn’t one catastrophic event.  It wasn’t someone’s words that lingered.  It wasn’t one specific loss that did me in. So I guess it was an endless series of things…life…that didn’t seem all that noticeable at the time but “out of nowhere”, somehow, it all culminated into a big ball of everything.  Defeat.  … Continue reading Burden or light.

What is mine…

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…

“I talked myself out of it.”

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.”

Silenced.

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.

The ultimate “swipe right”

Around this time last year, I was asked out on date by a dude on Tinder, who’s caption read, “It’s getting cold outside.  Looking for a girlfriend for the winter.”  True story. A girl with my dating track record really had nothing to lose. I had JUST relocated to Michigan for a few months to work on a music project.  I had no social life … Continue reading The ultimate “swipe right”

Sobering up to a “fallen sky”…

I don’t want to get political. I really don’t.  And I won’t. I will say, however, that I urged my fellow family members and friends to vote.  I posted on my social media accounts to please, for the love of God, go vote.  I spent a good chunk of time sorting through my feelings with my fingers on a keyboard the day before the election.  I then … Continue reading Sobering up to a “fallen sky”…