Oh Baltimore, Be Good to Me
Oh Baltimore, Be Good to Me As I sit to write this piece, listening to the amazing Ludovico Einaudi, I have to stop to feel. Feel the intense emotions flooding my heart. While I am deeply excited, thrilled, enthralled even, I am also sitting with the feelings of the unknown. The feelings of change. And while change is good, it’s scary. In the Good Book, God told Abram, “Go from your country, your people and your father’s household to the land I will show you.” And I knew it was time to leave. I’ve always known I would leave, but now
Te Amo, Mi Casa
Being so far from normal makes me constantly feel alone. People look at me and say, “You’re so accomplished” And I think, I haven’t touched ten percent of the things that I’m after. But I nod. I give thanks. Because that’s the proper thing to do. Proper. To be proper. I’ve tried for a long time. I’ve cosplayed it quite
You Get to Choose What Trauma Does to You
The Night the Bedtime Story Ended Once upon a time there was a young girl who loved a good bedtime story. In fact, it was sometimes the only way she could sleep. She would dance around her room dreaming about being a princess one day in her pretty pink Cinderella dress and her cute little plastic heels. Around 7 p.m.,
Run. Rest. Run.
Run after everything you want in this life. There will come a time where you have to pace yourself, rest and slow down. But rest is to prepare you to run again, not to stop moving entirely. It’s okay to have a season of stillness. But make sure it’s only a season. Many times we allow fear and sensible advice
Say “I’m Proud of You” to You
The Power of Word Food We talk a lot about stewarding our bodies. We know we should eat healthy, drink plenty of water, exercise, and take care of ourselves physically. Many people even understand the importance of what I like to call “word food”; the things we speak into ourselves and over ourselves. But in order to create lasting change,
Must We Experience Lust Before Love? Pt. 2
Maybe it’s fear. Or maybe it’s reality. Or maybe society’s tactic has worked because here I am, wondering once again whether we must experience lust before love. “This is why I love you.” “You don’t love me. You don’t even like me.” It’s almost like hearing a premature I love you from the person you wanted to love most was
You Get to Choose Whether You Die Once or Twice
There will come a time when we are laid to rest. Where our eyes close and life replays before us. Regrets no longer matter. Laughter is remembered. Betrayals can be forgiven. And acceptance of our death is spelled out in our eyes. The thought of where do I go when I die is no longer a thought, but a reality.
Support Is Not Scarcity
There’s Enough Room at the Table A previous supervisor of mine reached out to me on LinkedIn recently while I was traveling. She shared that although she was still employed, she had begun exploring what might be next for her career and asked that I send along any opportunities I came across that I thought would be a good fit.
Desire to Learn
The Beauty in Learning My desire to learn is greater than any desire to be perceived as intelligent. It does not make me uncomfortable to say “I don’t know”. I love being around people who make me “feel stupid” per se. And as long as I have breath in my lungs there is something for me to learn. My mother
Waiting For Marriage
Is Marriage Right for This Season of Life? Fewer young adults are getting married, having children, or even desiring either. I’ve seen some of my peers marry their high school sweetheart while others are juggling the idea of marriage at all. And while many look at marriage differently based on culture, religion, and even desirability. Marriage is becoming less common.
