I think I wrote this a million times. In my mind, I kept thinking that nothing less than perfection would even be remotely acceptable; but as of late, I’m learning that pushing myself too hard has serious consequences. February 24th was one of the scariest days of my life, and I wish I could say … Continue reading Changes
When I was diagnosed with PCOS almost three years ago, I had no idea of the immense effect it would have on my life. There’s this sense of feeling like I’m less than, because my body has so many issues and, unfortunately, I haven’t had the amazing feeling of bringing life into this world, yet. … Continue reading THE CLOCK
I’ve been trying to imagine what this moment would feel like: celebrating my 30th birthday. Would I see the world differently? Would I appear ….older? And yet, as I sit here and write this at 1:00 AM (on my birthday), I feel no different than before. I’m embracing this year of change with welcome arms … Continue reading Year 30.
The death of Kobe Bryant is really taking a toll on me. No, it’s not just about Kobe … it’s about the people aboard that helicopter who, unknowingly, hugged their loved ones one final time. They woke up that morning with goals to accomplish, dreams to pursue … life to LIVE. Nobody knows when their … Continue reading The Final Goodbye
Coming into 2020, I knew I was ready to focus … to get myself together and embrace the challenges coming for the new year. There’s been this sense of of clarity that’s come over me and for the the first time in a long time, I feel like my mind has never been clearer. What … Continue reading FREE.
2019 was a year of change …. I decided to simply “go” for a lot of things that I may not have done before. It’s this fear that we hold in our minds that keeps us from doing the things we love … fear of the unknown, fear of rejection. Instead of sticking to the … Continue reading PROGRESS.
It's officially December; the year has truly flown by! Now that it's the holiday season, I'm trying to be more optimistic. Actually, maybe optimistic isn't really the word, maybe present. The last couple of years have been difficult, I wish I could explain it, but nothing seems personable anymore. Everything is one big competition. I know, I … Continue reading Presence over presents