I was struggling today. It was one of those days where I just wanted to go back to bed and start over from the minute I left my house. The reason for the struggle was not anything in particular and was most definitely not anything that was apparent to anyone around me. It wasn't the… Continue reading All aboard the struggle express.
Don’t settle for being an option.
One of my biggest struggles with my dating life, and just life in general, is being treated like I'm an option, and not a priority. Wanting to be valued is a basic human desire, especially as a woman. We inherently struggle with our self-worth on a daily basis which is coupled with the constant ridicule… Continue reading Don’t settle for being an option.
Find your 3 good things.
Wow-- its October. It amazes me how quickly time moves. Life is back to its normal chaos with the school year well underway. I've been blessed with a wonderful group of kids this year that I am really enjoying (even if there are some days it feels like I'm dragging them kicking and screaming through… Continue reading Find your 3 good things.
To the men of my generation.
*Disclaimer- this isn't targeted at any individual and isn't implying that women aren't without their faults. Just a few words out of frustration with my own experiences... I have a bone to pick with the men of my generation. I have truly been through the ringer in the dating aspect of my life. After every… Continue reading To the men of my generation.
Independence can be overrated.
Every time I scroll through my Facebook feed I see some sort of quote about women standing up and embracing their independence. The idea that a woman can be on her own and be content with that is one that I have noticed has become more and more prevalent in our society. My independence has… Continue reading Independence can be overrated.
An open letter to my 15 year old self.
Yearbooks. We all have them stashed somewhere. Every once in a while you pull one out and flip through it, laughing at the trends and reveling at how young we all once were. This was my Sunday night (having finally found mine buried in a box from my many moving experiences). The phrase "these are… Continue reading An open letter to my 15 year old self.
Weddings, birthdays, and failure.
The following are the ramblings of a mind that has nothing to do over approximately 12 hours in car over the course of two days but think. Enjoy. This past weekend I had the opportunity to go to one of my best friend's wedding. This meant a road trip from Albuquerque, NM back to somewhere… Continue reading Weddings, birthdays, and failure.