You have to be where you are to get where you need to be

Moment By Moment

  I don’t want to be where I am. I want to be on the other side of this… this chasm of unknowing. At first it was fun – at first there was a great thrill in the fact that I was looking for a new career, I was at the beginning of some new … Continue reading Moment By Moment

You didn't control your own destiny, you were too busy trying to fit in

You Didn’t Control Your Destiny

When I was a little girl, for a brief period of time, I wanted to be a lawyer. I don’t recall having any emotional attachment to the idea – I simply knew that it was a respectable profession that afforded one the luxuries that little girls dream of; sharp clothes, nice shoes, people taking you … Continue reading You Didn’t Control Your Destiny

This blog is moving

Hello there readers and followers. I just want to thank you all so much for checking out this blog. I worked really hard on it for so long... and then I worked really hard on a new one! lol I've decided to move this over to a self-hosted platform. I found an incredible workshop and … Continue reading This blog is moving

Newly Sharpened Pencils

I have this weird obsession. For me, there is something so inexplicably appealing about school supplies that I can hardly contain myself. I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels this way, but for some reason when I’m in a store and I see school supplies I’m drawn to the aisle like a … Continue reading Newly Sharpened Pencils

Fiction books, non-fiction book, and being addicted to reading them

Feeding The Habit

I am an avid reader. No, avid can't be the right word. Zealous? Fervent. Vehement! Call it what you will, I am a person who reads. A Lot. There was a time (in the not so distant past) where I read exclusively fiction books. I don't know what it was, but I was just powerless to … Continue reading Feeding The Habit

No One Thing Defines Me, from Keeping The Faith

No ONE Thing

I think a lot can be said about a person who realizes and owns that fact that they are many things, that no One Thing defines them.

We know what we ought to be doing but somehow we cannot start.

Here We Are…

I never thought that I would be sitting on my couch the morning of my thirtieth birthday attempting to start a blog. But here we are...