I always have a song playing in my head, and more often than not, it is also coming out of my mouth. If you spent time around me, eventually you would catch me singing country songs. Some of my favorites are by the artist Miranda Lambert, and I often find myself singing “Gunpowder & Lead”... Continue Reading →
My childhood ruined me for apartment living, yet living in an apartment has been my reality for the past eighteen years. I grew up running around on a five acre lot off of a dirt road. My parents still live there, and when I visit, I try to soak up the absolute peace and quiet... Continue Reading →
It’s strange, but I often feel like I’ve lived two different lives. There is a clear dividing line between the two, at my twenty-fourth birthday, which coincided closely with being discharged from the Coast Guard. My family is a kind of bridge between the two different lives. When I visit my parents at my childhood... Continue Reading →
All my life, I have gone to church every Sunday, unless I was sick or had to work. It began when I was a child; church was a mandatory family affair. I never minded going, and the older I became, the more invested I became in going. Because the church I grew up attending was... Continue Reading →
What is it about us humans that makes us hold tightly to things that make us unhappy? We nurse our anger and grudges with motherly affection. To forgive others feels like stepping off of the high ground that will ensure our victory. Yet, in not forgiving, though we sense a pleasure in our prideful spirit,... Continue Reading →
As a single woman, one of the great struggles I have encountered is feeling insignificant. I sense that this is something of a universal struggle, that sends people into bad relationships, and “alternative" lifestyles. But I don’t have any data on that, and I’m not an expert in psychology. What I do know is the struggle... Continue Reading →
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