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Conversations with Friends by Sally Rooney | Book Review
Synopsis from goodreads.com Frances is twenty-one years old, cool-headed, and darkly observant. A college student and aspiring writer, she devotes herself to a life of the mind–and to the beautiful and endlessly self-possessed Bobbi, her best friend and comrade-in-arms. Lovers… Continue reading
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Embracing Change: My Journey of Becoming and Self-Discovery
When I think of becoming, I want to start from the genesis of my life. I am immediately wanting to start from my birth, and mention all the ways I have changed and become throughout the years. But I am… Continue reading
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This Ordinary Life
Every year, I brace myself for a life changing year. I pray and seek a year like no other, and that always includes making my website better. More blog posts, more content, and more of doing things better. Nothing has… Continue reading
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An Ode to My Apartment
A few mornings ago, I was sitting on my balcony and I was thinking about how I couldn’t wait to move. You see, I wanted to move last year but due to some difficulties I was not able to. So… Continue reading
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A Recap of January 2023 + goals
And just like that January is over. How are you dear reader? One of my goals this year was or is to document more about my life. That sounds a little self-obsessed but I can’t say enough how months and years… Continue reading
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New Years Resolution 2023
I am listening to a sermon and I am writing this post. This is my attempt to do a yearly reflection, and also talk about my goals and hopes for next year. Can you say multi-tasking? The sermon is about… Continue reading
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When Did We Get So Old?
One day, you are crying in your room about not being able to go out. Next, you are tired of going out too much. When did we get so old? I remember being about 8 years old, my only desire… Continue reading
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A Solemn Birthday to Me
It is the night before my birthday. I will be the age that my brother died. I will be celebrating my first birthday without my brother Scott. This day has been morose. I am not sure how I feel. I… Continue reading
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The One Where I Choose Me
I’ve spent the last few years thinking about how I don’t show up for myself, how I don’t make myself a priority. I always choose me last. As if I am not worthy of being put first. No one has… Continue reading
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My Funeral Dress
After the funeral, I washed the dress and hung it in my closet. Anytime I would want to wear it, I would tell myself that it was my funeral dress, so I couldn’t possible wear it on a normal day.… Continue reading
