I walk in the most quintessential, perfect coffee shop in my little corner of the universe. It’s a chilly autumn day, I order a cup of warm coffee and take a seat near the back. There’s a woman in the corner working on her ipad, two friends chatting over coffee and bagels and then there’s…

The truth hurts. We’ve been told that a million times and we’ve also been told it sets us free. Both are accurate. And sometimes the things that hurt us most are truly the things that set us free. Somehow, redemption plays a part in that…and that’s where I sit now, that place in the middle,…

9:30 am; a time of morning I’ve only seen a few times in my years. There I am, on my comfy pallet in the floor and I hear the sounds of torture. Banging on the door and the yell of the maintenance men. Well, men being a bit of a stretch–they barely look out of…

For me, visiting the beach is always like watching a theatrical production. There’s something about the atmosphere that sobers me with a truth I cannot express. Words fail me when it comes to relating all that it does for my heart. It’s not just in the salty air or the sound of the thunderous waves,…

Choices are the one thing that I find myself struggling most with. I feel that they define me and while that may not always be the case, sometimes it is. Sometimes the choices you make, especially the ones that you make on your own are the ones that say a lot about who you are…

Memories are one of my favorite parts of a relationship. There is nothing like sitting down with an old friend and talking about good times that you’ve had. You get the chance to relive the emotion of something and it’s like instantly you can taste those moments. It brings life to my soul when I…

Silence. It’s the only thing I’ve heard since the news came. Even when people are speaking to me, I’ve been able to hear nothing but the deepest silence. I’m waiting for that moment that happens when you’re changing altitude, your ears suddenly pop and you can hear again. I keep wondering, “what if it never…

I didn’t know what I was looking for when I climbed in my car to head toward the Tennessee mountains. I think I was growing more and more desperate for some time just to breathe. Continuously feeling as if I were gasping for air and trapped by the familiar structures that I pass by every…

I can’t believe I’m about to write this post. Mostly because it’s absolutely ridiculous, but also because the content, of course, took place at Panera. Jordan and I had dinner at my life’s most entertaining place. It’s like the Dixie Stampede, but for a fourth of the price. Dinner and a show. You really can’t…