i just haven’t met you yet – an ode to the single people
As vulnerable as it makes me to admit, I'm really just an anxious wreck who wants the fairytale.
Jul 5
As vulnerable as it makes me to admit, I'm really just an anxious wreck who wants the fairytale.
Let's be real...unless you're trying to protect a secret nuclear bomb, or you're creating a cure for (no, not cancer), the obesity epidemic, the future of mankind doesn't depend on you and whether you check everything off this week's to-do list.
Apr 17
Even though I'm only a day older than yesterday, and only a year is added onto my age, I think I like the 22-year-old version of the single, still-haven't-graduated, still-living-at-home, me, a lot better.
Mar 31
I had grown up in a Christian home and considered myself saved, but these people were just plain weird about it. Sure, they seemed happy, but why did they have to plaster their faith everywhere? Didn't they KNOW what others thought of them?
Mar 28
Sometimes when I think about this blog I think, "Is anyone even reading what I'm writing?"
Mar 22
Mar 20
“The safest road to hell is the gradual one…the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.” – C.S. Lewis
Mar 9
I had everything the world says you need to be happy. Don't get me wrong, I have lived a very happy life, and I am beyond blessed with the friends and family I've been given. But that inner longing remained. When would it stop? When would I fill that void? What would I fill it with?