A very dear friend of mine recently announced that she’s going back to work after two and a half years spent raising her beautiful daughters, and her joy made my heart smile. Her Facebook wall was overcome with congratulatory well-wishes, and “you go girl” boosters. It especially touched me because I’ve known her since we… Continue reading Switcheroo

Although there are some parts of being 16 I’d rather not ever revisit, there are a pile of things I wish I could go back and say to myself now. Dear 16-year-old self: Hi.  You may not know me, but I know you. I know you very well. I know your ins and outs, the… Continue reading Dear 16-year-old self

No matter how hard I try, I’ve realized that I’ll never erase the damage that J left from my life. I foolishly convinced myself a few months ago that I was over thinking about what J put us through. Fat chance. Whether I like it or not, I will live with the hurt that he… Continue reading Left

There’s a day in my future that I’m absolutely dreading.I don’t know when it will come, or how long I have to prepare for it but it is a day that I think fret about every day. It’s going to shake me to my very core, and knowing that certainly won’t make it easier. It’s… Continue reading Dreading

Being in a relationship again is kind of weird – but in a good way. As much as I was really beginning to enjoy hanging out in my sweatpants and being totally disgusting when hidden behind the walls and doors of my apartment, I have to admit that I’m a much bigger fan of having… Continue reading Lessons