Sometimes I fear that I'm too much of a realist to be a dreamer. I squelch my dreams because I don't want to feel that ache that sometimes comes with longing for something you're not sure you'll ever obtain. I am grounded in the now, partly out of fear, partly for survival, and partly because I …
Dear 18-Year-Old Me . . .
Dear 18-year-old me, High school was good to you. (It was middle school that was semi-terrifying.) You opened your heart to people and formed some friendships that you'll always remember. You might be surprised to hear that although you'll keep in touch with a handful of friends, you are on the …
Be Kind
First off, you should know that whether you comment or simply think it through in your head, this is an exercise I would LOVE for you to participate in. Recently, I have been the grateful recipient of a few compliments. These remarks filled me with gratitude for both the person who said them and …
