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 want that grown-up kind of love That mature, comfortable, understanding kind of love I want that you and me at dinner on Friday night Dressed up to impress only each other kind of love I want those double-dates with people our age Sharing funny stories with each other while wrapped up in our baby’s arms I want to be home by midnight, exploring each … Continue reading Grown up Love
Sometimes I wonder if I’m being primed for something. I wonder if my life has unfolded in this way because of a great, master plan, or was it all just a series of choices, like a pinball bouncing off various obstacles until it finds its final home. I have too much faith to believe that it’s all just random. I have to believe in something … Continue reading Choices vs. Fate vs. Something Bigger
Carving out time to write seems like it should be easy in my new world, but for some reason, I still don’t do it. Not because I don’t have the time, but I just don’t make the time. Why? Eh, probably avoidance, but we’ll see what we can do. Anyways, on to better topics. As a catch-up, I finally feel like the dust around me … Continue reading The appearance