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Past Letter Series

Every now and then I write a letter about my past. I don't know where it started or how the idea came to be. The base of the letter was to get things off my chest. To often the chaos... Continue Reading →

The Risk of Dreaming

What are dreams made of? I don't mean the dreams that stir you up at night. Your goals, your aspirations, the things that make you want to get up and be the best version of yourself, those dreams. What are... Continue Reading →

Holding On To Faith

I can't tell you why you're walking through this valley I can't tell you just how long you've gotta stay I can't tell you why your heart feels so unsettled or when this all will change But I can tell... Continue Reading →

The Finals

This is the last day of my July blog blast and it has been a ride. So many things have happened in the last 30 days. Lots of travel was done. Got to have first time experiences. Became the tannest... Continue Reading →

To Be Your Wife

This is easy to share today because it is the first of two poems that has been eye-opening these last two days. It may not be great, or even good, but it has impressed on my heart how lucky I... Continue Reading →

Mason Lake

The waves from fellow boats hit the shore complaining about the disruption. I swing back and forth watching the water meet the rocks. I can relate to the waves. The water, clear enough to see the bottom at fifty feet... Continue Reading →

My Reflection

I just saw my reflection blink. I stand before the mirror and look into the eyes that stare back. Some days I don't recognize the girl that stares back. Some days she is my best friend. Other days she mimes... Continue Reading →

Goal Getter

Happy August 1st. The year has gone by in a flash. There has been so much that has happened this year. Birthdays, anniversaries, births. Adventures, endings, growth. Last month I made a goal to complete at least a fifth of... Continue Reading →

It Starts With A Sneeze

We will return with your show after these messages. Growing up that is the phrase I would often hear. Every Saturday without fail I would sit in front of the television with a bowl of cereal to watch my favorite... Continue Reading →

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