As a young girl, I would fanaticize of romantic getaways, travel, with a male partner.
One of my favorite authors, Wally Lamb, wrote a beautiful forward in his latest novel (his first in 10 years,) “The Hour I First Believed.” Written in the dedication, for his mother, now deceased, Lamb makes several references to her refrigerator. He states, “ …it was the outside of Ma’s fridge that best spoke of who she was.
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Evenings ago, my neighbor Steven and I assisted my sister Audrey with studying. She had created flash cards enabling her to memorize definitions for her health class.
As a woman, I’ve been both blessed and cursed with intuition. It seems some men possess this sense as well, but most women have this internal and innate compass.
Last Friday, I ventured to Tunica with Ben in efforts to celebrate his sister Caroline’s 22nd birthday.
In the madness of my constant overthinking, I discovered something precious. There is nothing more divine than “easy silence.” In the past, I would take long walks which later turned into long runs.
“It’s not you, it’s me.” Five little bitty words feel like the weight of a million.
The following is not based on scientific research or accredited study, but rather, it is based on mere observation.
The holiday season can inspire a great deal of wonderful, however, it also induces stress for many.
A while ago, a good friend asked, "You're so normal, why are you single?" For me, a resounding question recently asked by yet another friend.
Several years ago, an ex-boyfriend, Justin #1, would regularly get together with my best friend, Wes and his friend, Micah to play music.
Last July, my friends and I gathered at a local restaurant to celebrate my birthday.
In the summer of 2007, John Mayer (my future husband,) wrote a glowing review of a band by the name of Just Off Turner. Upon listening, I fell instantly and wholly in love.
Fear, Satan’s most powerful tool, is the root of all evil. Fear itself is my greatest fear.
If you live in the Central Arkansas vicinity and are between the age of 18 and 60, odds are you play or watch kickball on Sunday afternoons.
I have previously defined what I consider to be “fundamentals” or “essentials” when dating someone.
I am a sentimental girl and I save far too much. I save old pictures, love letters, clothes I’ll never wear again (because they remind me of a specific event,) and dried flower petals.
In the fall of 2007, I did something I never imagined I would do; I signed up on eHarmony.
I still remember when thirty was old, except for I really don’t. I was always an old soul even as child.
My dachshund, Rusty, will be nine this Thursday. I've had him since he was a puppy.