Life. So full. So complicated. So packed with twists and turns and hard to describe. There’s a song by Bethel called “In Over My Head.” It’s one of those songs that resonate deeply with me. It was almost a year ago that it came playing through my headphones and I first thought, “Yes! That’s it!”… Continue reading In Over My Head
Category: Thoughts
Roar Boldly Into the Dark
This is a post about being brave that I have been afraid to publish for quite some time. If you are dealing with depression or suicidal thoughts, you can get help at http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org/ or http://www.iasp.info/resources/Crisis_Centres internationally. I’ll never forget what it felt like. I was 19, staring at a routine mental health questionnaire I had… Continue reading Roar Boldly Into the Dark
To Rest
Deep breaths. Do you take enough of them every day? I find my deep breaths in different spots. Perfectly balanced macchiatos. The quiet hours of the morning next to my window. My vibrams pounding into the pavement for mile after mile. Sometimes I need bigger breaks from life. I need to string several hours together… Continue reading To Rest
Five Reasons I Don’t Write
Today I was talking with a friend, and she mentioned how great it was of me to voluntarily write for a communal site with which we’re both involved. “Honestly,” I replied, “I mostly just do it because it gives me an excuse to write.” I love writing. I fill up page after page of journals… Continue reading Five Reasons I Don’t Write
Visions From Breendonk | Never Again
We tend to look at history through a lens of self-righteousness. I grew up a thirty minute drive from Fort Breendonk, a military fort that was converted into a concentration camp during World War II. I didn’t walk through its gates until I was twenty-three. In my defense: when is it a good time to… Continue reading Visions From Breendonk | Never Again
Beloved
Christmas is a great time to be a single twenty-something. Not. It’s like absolutely everyone you know decides to get engaged in the same five days. Istanbul. Paris. Dallas. Seattle. No city was safe from the scourge of diamond-bearing young men. I do not begrudge these happy couples anything. I hope this is an amazing… Continue reading Beloved
Fighting the Tide
It took me a minute to figure out what this sudden wave was after it hit me. Today I feel lonely. I feel disappointed in myself, and I feel like I don’t know whom to trust. My to-do list stares at me with reproach while Switchfoot pours through my headphones, quietly soothing my heart. The… Continue reading Fighting the Tide
Six Months of Summer
Wow, that sounds like such a good name for an indie rom-com. Or maybe it’s already been made. My summer lasted 178 days. April 15th I flew out of Washington DC with two suitcases, a guitar, and a plan for the next six months. Almost right away things started changing. Some things went as I… Continue reading Six Months of Summer
Packing (The Second Installment)
A more accurate title for this post might be “Packing (The 25th Installment).” I have packed my bags 24 times in the last five months. I don’t know if that number sounds big or small to you, but to me it has felt like a lot. Tomorrow I start packing for one of the last… Continue reading Packing (The Second Installment)
It’s Getting Real Here, Folks
It’s been a pretty long road. Twenty months ago I made the decision to head out to a new place for this brand new adventure. I’ve waded through paperwork, made phone calls, traveled by bus, plane and car, and finally… I’m almost to the starting line! I’ve been asked a lot in the last year… Continue reading It’s Getting Real Here, Folks