I have a secret. A secret I hate talking about. A secret that makes me sad. I am 35 years old and a man has never told me he loves me. Ever. Just typing it out brings me shame and sadness. I feel like it’s my fault, though I don’t know why. I’ve had a couple guys get close to saying it, one even talking … Continue reading “I love you”
I seriously cannot believe that I am considering a master’s program. Yeah, ok, let me back-up. In Seattle, I was really unhappy with my job. I was underpaid, and had nowhere to really go as far as growth and development. In a city as expensive as Seattle, that wasn’t a good option for the life I wanted to lead. But, I had great co-workers, a … Continue reading Higher…..education?
Dating is such a frustratingly painful process. And maybe that’s just for me because I allow myself to feel completely, but even the most cordial of endings still leaves me sad and bruised. I’m so tired of being the girl for good times and casual conversations, and not the girl for getting serious with. I’m tired of feeling like it’s me, that I’m the one … Continue reading Bruised
They say you shouldn’t return back to your old home before at least nine months after you move. But I received the opportunity to go back to Seattle at four months in, and I couldn’t pass it up. So, I booked the flights, got Ginger settled at her boarding facility, and headed west for four days. As I sit on the plane on the flight … Continue reading The privilege of loving
When I go back and read through posts about my workout routines and dieting, I see a girl struggling so hard to find some sort of balance in life and love of her body. I can sense the excitement and hope in early posts, the plans for shopping for size 6 jeans, and every man’s head turning when she walks in the room. I can … Continue reading Celebrating consistency
I grew up in a Christian household (for the most part). My dad was on-again, off-again religious, but my mom was always on. She had a strong faith and believed in holding those truths close. She instilled in my sister and I a strong faith as well from a very early age. However, I didn’t grow up going to traditional church until I was in … Continue reading Brain Pickings – My new Sunday ritual
Every morning, I leave my apartment between 7:50-8:00am in order to make it to work by 8:30am and very rarely am I late. I take my coffee with me and listen to WDET on the way to catch up on news and current events. This morning, however I got stuck in the worst traffic due to an accident. So bad that I was an hour … Continue reading The ever dividing line of politics