On Growing Up
Ten years ago I moved. From one small town to another. From a place I called home for 4 years to the place that is my home once again. Ten years ago I woke up in a dorm. It was my favorite one on campus and the building is no more. They knocked it down a year or so...
The Value of Connection
I have a love/hate relationship with social media. I’m pretty sure the majority of people on Facebook would say the same things at different times. It can be…overwhelming. Too much to keep up with. Too many ads for businesses and companies I’ve never...
He Captured My Attention
He captured my attention when we were much younger. Somehow my friends and I always used to convince him to play with us outside during recess. That was probably the only time we really interacted, besides passing each other in the hall. He was a fifth grader. I was...
A Part of Our Family
There is a freedom that comes with growing up as the only girl in the house. I didn’t have to share clothes, take turns with the girl toys, or wait for my sister to hang out with me when she moved up to high school. Having brothers is different, but we still did...