Calling my shot
I’ve always let other people have so much influence on my life— my profession, especially. Much of my work life has been driven by money and climbing the ladder. I’m also an extremely hard worker, so I throw myself fully into each role, trying to rock the sh!t out of it like no one else has.
Poem: Hate
I want to hate you, but I can’t.
I hate what you did.
I hate that you chose him.
I hate that there were others before him.
8.8.14 Forever changed
August 8, 2014 - the day my son was born; the day I was forever changed.
{p.s. how are you 6 years old?!?}
Poem: Catalyst
My feelings towards you are complicated.
You are my worst nightmare.
Because of you my heart completely shattered.
I want to hate you, but I can’t.
Dating Line-up Don’ts
I seriously wish I could line-up (literally a “that’s who done it” jail line-up) all the the guys I’ve dated. When I say “all” it sounds like a lot…and I actually think it’s probably more than your average gal.
Funnies: Professional Ask Out
There are two people in my life that I would absolutely love to take my relationship to the next level with. It’s tricky because it’s been strictly business alone, and we truly have only seen each other a handful of times in the last few years!! OMG, I feel like a teenager all over again.
Closure Letter
I wish I could have verbalized this 20 years ago. It would have saved me a lot of tears, and dreams, and unfinished business. The good news: 20 years later is still not too late. Honestly, it’s never “too late” for anything.
Opposites attract
Oh my gosh, my husband and I could not be more different. I actually think that it’s why we work so well as a team.
Funnies: nighttime prayers
“Mom, how does God get into my heart? Does he just climb through my skin and jump into my heart? Can Jesus walk up my throat?!”
My worst parenting moment
I’ve had my fair share of bad moments or times that I’ve lost my temper with my kiddos. But, I can honestly say that I had my worst parenting moment with my son a few weeks ago.
Black with envy
Envy. Gosh, envy is so powerful and so incredibly ugly. For me, it’s the root of all unhappiness.
My faves: on Insta
My faves: Podcasts
Take me to church
One of the foundational perks of going to church is community—friendly faces, small groups, relationships, accountability and support. At this point in my life, I’m seeking the exact opposite.
Oh em G (a book!)
I'm writing a book! It's non-fiction, powerful, exciting, terrifying and raw.
Poem: My Dad
My Dad left when I was a baby.
Gone. Never heard from him.
He started a new family.
I actually have family out there that I don’t know.
Poem: IS
Depression is a thief.
It robs me of all self-care, empathy, motivation and creativity.
It steals my sweet moments with my children, my connection with my husband, my closeness with friends.
It costs me months of my life at a pop.