I was not always fat. In fact, I was always quite small. I was short and what you would call skinny for as long as I can remember back. I never imagined myself being anything other than that. I do not think it is something that anyone sets out to become either. I certainly never…
Category: Personal
An open letter to my friends without children
Hi. We probably haven’t spoken in weeks, months, maybe even years. Many of you cross my mind in the most random of times. I just don’t ever tell you that. I don’t know how to tell you that. When I let myself think about it, I don’t really know what happened. So, what happened? Maybe…
Just sayin’
I am not getting into the argument corcerning Target that has taken social media by storm. Yes, the one about organizing the toy aisles differently. Anyway, I think that everyone knows I have a degree in Human Development; I am proud of that degree because I worked very hard to get it. (It took a…
To my middle-schoolers…
To my precious (crazy, loud, dramatic, sweet, energetic) sixth graders… Did I say loud? (I thought toddlers were loud, but that was before I was locked in a room with a bunch of middle-schoolers. A bunch of middle-school girls really.) First of all, it is a privilege to be in your lives. I expect to…
The heart of a child
My firstborn is very sensitive. My firstborn is very sweet. My firstborn has the most tender heart of any child I know. My firstborn, my son, Liam, has such a beautiful soul. Everyone says boys are rough and tough, and he sure is. However, he has a such a gentle way about him. He is…
Raw
“It is just an old picture. One I never think about. I had saved it to my memory, but now it found its way out.” You see, the thing about a photograph, well, it can lie. It is a moment, forever frozen in time, that captures every hair out of place, every freckle scattered across…
A lesson in living.
I am a fixer, by nature. I enjoy being in control. I like peace and calm, though I am not afraid of an argument or a fight when necessary. I am a pragmatist. I understand that the world we live in will never foster an environment of peace. I know there will never be tranquility…
That old tree…
Nine years ago, about two weeks after Graduation, I almost died. By all accounts, the reason I am here today, is because I wore my seat-belt. Moments before the accident, I had taken off my seat-belt to reach my phone that had fallen under my feet. Thankfully I put it back on, because within minutes,…
Things remembered…
As I near my 27th birthday, I cannot help but sift through my box of cherished memories, (not so) eloquently called my “special things.” Growing up a military brat has taught me that things are disposable, so learning what to keep and throw out is a necessity. It is almost as if my entire life…
Georgia on my mind, Alabama in my heart…
“Alabama the beautiful, At least that’s what the signs say. And it’s where my past lies As deep as the Alabama clay. It’s where I spent my summers Out on the dusty dirt roads. It’s where I earned a few battle scars And once upon a time broke my nose. It’s where my family lives…