On taking calculated risks

So, I married an Eagle Scout. But, in case you didn't know, I'm the opposite of an outdoors-woman. As a child, I never learned to ride a bike because it was too hot outside and it just didn't seem that worth it. (It's okay, I learned to swim. I am not that deprived.) The thing about the… Continue reading On taking calculated risks

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A change of plans

I love planners. Out of all of my beloved new school supplies each August, picking out a new planner was always my favorite part. I also love google calendars. Plotting out my weeks and months way ahead of time and mentally readying myself for what is to come relieves my stress. Planning is my favorite… Continue reading A change of plans

An open letter to summertime

Dear Sweet Summertime, The ease of waking up and the welcoming presence of a new day give me peace. The freedom of laying in bed for way longer than necessary and no pressure to get up at a certain time. The collection of colorful mugs of cold brew each morning, not those evil travel mugs… Continue reading An open letter to summertime

You Have Nothing to Prove

Nothing to Prove: Why We Can Stop Trying So Hard Jennie Allen “The constant feeling that no matter how hard I try, I cannot be enough.” You know a book has the potential to really wreck you, when you are looking at the cover already questioning the idea that is possible to NOT try so… Continue reading You Have Nothing to Prove

W is for Words

Words come slowly sometimes, and sometimes you have to let that happen. I can’t expect myself to crank out words on demand. They will come to me when they’re ready. Sometimes you can’t demand them to come two weeks before the deadline, and sometimes you have to wait until the night before your writing assignment… Continue reading W is for Words

R is for Risk

We all have an idea of what we want our lives to look like. A creative job that you love, an insta-worthy relationship that all your friends swoon over, a fixer upper styled house, getting paid to go on vacation...the list goes on. But, what happens when you've arrived (and even survived), and things are… Continue reading R is for Risk

Q is for Quiet

My clarinet teacher used to tell me, “You’re so talented, but nobody would ever know that.” Or, some variation on that message. I think this was a compliment, but also a comment at my lack of confidence in myself. Josh and I recently had a conversation about this, too. He mentioned that the reason that… Continue reading Q is for Quiet