My silver-lining.

*LONG, TEARFUL POST ALERT*  It’s wild how stillness has the power to change so much…our world as a whole, but also the world inside the head and home you’ve been isolated within.   Truthfully, I thought I’d get by this quarantine relatively unscathed.  I’d just made it through cancer with my sanity still intact, so staying home didn’t seem like much.  And even with the … Continue reading My silver-lining.

365 long short days later…

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…

The ‘hood’ that raised us

I’ll start this post off with a simple “Thank you” to whoever is reading this. Whether it’s been a random call or text to say Hi, a congratulations on my engagement, leaving a comment on a video I posted, or coming up to me after a show… I’m thankful (and still socially awkward with compliments) for a view of my world from an outside perspective. … Continue reading The ‘hood’ that raised us

Light the Night.

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.

the celebration and devastation of time…

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…

“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.”