My mother used to say I never met a stranger. She would laugh and roll her eyes as I spoke to everyone I passed by in stores, pretending it didn't make her nervous as her 4 year old decided some random person was safe. I was without fear, invincible, and though I knew people... Continue Reading →
In a previous post I spoke about bravery and finding my voice. Talking about bravery is one thing, trying to be brave is quite another.
In a crowded, noisy world where life moves too quickly, the written word became my safe harbor. As a child, my best friend was Peter Pan, and Robin Hood taught me how to stand up for people being bullied. Aslan taught me how to listen to the quiet, steady voice inside of me as the... Continue Reading →
So, in my previous post, I spoke about bravery. My brave act since that post has been to apply for Graduate school. Can I just say how utterly terrifying that is? Even though I've wanted to pursue a Masters degree for years now, I only just now, two years post undergrad, applied. It was a... Continue Reading →
I will admit, the thing I find most challenging about blogs is making it a habit to post regularly. Don't get me wrong--I have things to say, opinions; I have projects that I would like to share with the world. Content has never been a problem. My White Whale has always been one simple thing:... Continue Reading →