When being "Too Young" gets old.
Lately, I’ve been getting the “When are you going to get married and have babies?!” talk from folks. I think babies and weddings are amazing and I’m looking forward to it in the future; just not the near future. I’m 25 with a whole world in front of me. I’ve gone through a really rough patch with my Father’s passing and have spent this entire year...
Woke up with this realization this morning.
There will be hard times ahead. No one said grief over losing your Father came with an instruction manual. Bad days will be sporadic…Good days will feel like a blessing. I guess sometimes it takes losing a part of yourself in order to finally find yourself.
...and welcome back quarter-life crisis.
This year has been the most heartbreaking, soul crushing, inspiring, strengthening period of my life. I have been tested this year and through it all I’ve sensed strength that I have never felt before. I’m growing spiritually from the inside out and I want to recognize that. But there are days like today where I feel like just crawling into bed and staying there for a couple days.
Morcheeba—The Sea I’m officially on...
WOW. Have you seen this?! I know I shouldn’t make light of this situation (I’m as mad as the next girl)…but you ever see or hear something so ridiculous that you can’t help but laugh? …A big thanks to these comedic geniuses for acknowledging the ridiculousness that is the current BP oil spill plan. An extremely sad, true….but funny depiction of our current...
I just did something quite spontaneous and bold without thinking of possible rejection and complications… Sometimes spontaneity comes with a rush. I think I felt it. …and I think I kinda liked it.
Dad would get a cake decorated for me every year for my birthday. My name, fancy flowers…cool cartoon figures…he always managed to get me the birthday hookup! Problem is, I hated cake…despised butter cream frosting. Dad knew this, but it didn’t matter. Each birthday I would have a cake, and we’d have the candles each year…and he would display it with such pride....
who will speak for these victims?? →
The Gulf oil spill’s animal victims. BP, your actions are not just hurting your stocks, your credibility and your wallets… No, your careless actions are killing our marshes, our waters, and the defenseless creatures that inhabit them. BP—-Stop with the excuses…DO SOMETHING.
I now know why the majority of politicians are men.