Free to Wear Purple
I grew up knowing these 2 random facts: my mom didn’t like purple and my grandmother didn’t like purple. They were both very against the color. So that meant nothing in their wardrobe related to purple. And we just knew not to consider anything purple as a...
A New Season of Possibility
I don’t really want to leave you with the sadness of the longest ride home, but it’s impossible to tell you everything that college meant to me in “five minutes”. And there were plenty of good things at home, lots of fun times were coming with...
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...