Looking up, looking ahead…
If you know me, then it’s no secret that I’ve been pining for Portland, my hometown, since the day we…
Category: Story
Picking up the pen…
“Every day is a new page. Stories unfold as new life begins.” When you’re 22 years old, attempting to write…
Moving through the turns…
I didn’t think it would take this long. It was quiet, save for the meditative music playing quietly in the…
On being (un)done or being honest about my struggle with depression…
If my husband and I had gotten married today rather than almost 11 years ago, there is one thing in…
Where I’ve been…
If you know me, this might be boring, and if you don’t know me this might be helpful. But either…
Why this blog matters…
Actually, it doesn’t. At least, it might not matter to you at all. But my intention is for this to…