A blog of some sorts
Lately, I’ve been thinking about kindness and what being kind entails. I’ve heard a lot of people use the word. I’ve seen examples of kindness. I’ve been called kind yet I don’t fully understand what it means when people call me kind. What does it take to have that quality?
Yesterday, I was texting back and forth with a lovely friend. She likes to garden. I’ve always loved the idea of having my own garden but never had the backyard for it.
This blog post is going to be a new series in this blog. I’d like to post a daily snippet of knowledge I have learned that day. I’ve come to realize that the world is a grand and merciless teacher and I am an excited sponge ready to learn, love, and understand. So, let’s get …
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I know… I might have gone a little overboard with that title. No, no I didn’t. You guys need to stop judging me. I am my own woman and I can write what I please. That title seems perfectly fine to me. Now, enough banter. I am not here to argue. Well, maybe I am! …
I’m an adult. I am an adult with actual money. As a kid, I never thought things were meant for children or others for adults. I just believed that you had likes and dislikes. Why? Why did we as a culture decide that it’s okay to label something and then belittle, judge, and be a …
Hello makeup enthusiasts! I’ve been trying out some new products for the past month. I might be a bit obsessed with makeup and when I’m suggested a new brand of cosmetics, I will friggin’ try them out so hard. This month’s line is ColourPop cosmetics. ColourPop was pleasantly thrown at my face by my friend Katrina. Katrina knows …
This is a short story I just wrote. I’ve had this image in my head for about a week and it’s been driving me bananas. I’ve finally sat down and put the whole thing into words. It’s by no means finished, but it’s a good start.
That’s right. I had a breast reduction. I did. It was a pretty intense experience and I had been keeping it on the “down-low” for a while now. At first, I was genuinely afraid of what others might think of my breast reduction. I’ve always been busty. My breast developed from the ripe ol’ age …
I’ve been called a few adjectives in my day. The one used most commonly is “quirky”. I remember the first time I was every called quirky. I laughed it off, I had no idea what it meant and as soon as I got home I grabbed my dictionary (because I didn’t have a computer at …