Oh, My Soul

My soul is cold. See, I want to rest my head on your shoulder As if you were mine (like nothing is mine), Because I loved hearing my mother’s heart beat— It was evidence that she had one.

Dear Best Friend

Dear Best Friend,   How long has it been since we spoke? 189 days. What a ridiculous number that is, staring me in the face. My life has totally changed in that time, Best Friend, but no matter what changes one thing never has. I think about you every day, I miss you every day,... Continue Reading →

In Defense Of Boys

I'm so disheartened and horrified by all the places and people I see promoting the idea that boys, especially teenage boys, are slimy scum just waiting to mess with the innocent girls who pass their way. It's not just the media, it's not just Facebook and Tumblr. I hear this from people around me. I hear this from parents of boys. I hear this from parents of girls. I hear this in church, I hear this at boys' groups, I hear this at girls' groups. I read this in books and see it in movies. As a innocent girl who fell into one boy's trap, I feel like I have the right to say this: Not all boys are like that.


He arrives home from work still wearing his grease covered uniform, having completed yet another long day working underneath a tractor trailer.  He isn't smiling, but I know that's from the fatigue.  He works so hard to take care of Precious and me.  We both greet him as he heads to the dining room table... Continue Reading →


Slight TW for mention of self-image issues. If you tell yourself something often enough, you start to believe it. I know this from experience; when I was little, I managed to almost convince myself I was a dragon. This is kind of what happens when you keep bashing on yourself. Over time, you start to... Continue Reading →

Dear Future Husband: Part II

The third thing in which I must warn you, is of my need to heal. I will put bandages over your raw and bloody knuckles and hold your fingertips in the palm of my hand to kiss your knuckles so gently that you hardly notice that my lips are there at all. I will pick... Continue Reading →

Emus and kangaroos

I'm sitting in the university gym, my feet swinging aimlessly beneath my chair. The ceiling is probably higher than any of the buildings, including the apartment buildings, in my small town back home. Bleachers run from the floor up and up and up and up until there are enough chairs to seat the five-hundred-odd newbie... Continue Reading →

I’m Not Through The Night.

Trigger Warning: Mention of Eating Disorders. The other night, I was listening to Pandora Radio and a song came up that caught my attention. Courage by Superchick. If you read my last post, you will know that music means a lot to me. Songs, especially ones with powerful messages, just resonate with me so much and they often express how I feel when I don’t know what to say. This particular song deals with eating disorders and self-image. While I do not personally struggle with these things, I feel for all those who do. Even so, the words struck a chord in my heart. I often listen to songs without really listening to the messages they are declaring, but I am glad I listened to this one. The message is the one that we are saying: you are not alone...

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