I Love Me

If you’re anything like me, you find yourself year after year wondering what makes February 14th so dang special. I don’t get it, do you? I’m single (nothing new there) and dateless (yet again) on Valentine’s Day. And I’m actually OK with that. Had you asked a twenty-something-year-old me what I thought about being perpetually single on Valentine’s Day, you probably would have gotten a (self-bought) box of chocolates thrown at you. But at thirty-four, I’m content with February 14th being just another day on my calendar. I do have love in my life. Plenty of it actually. More than I could ever imagine possible. My family loves me. My friends love me. But most important of all, I love me. It may have taken me a lifetime to ...

Falling Into the Love-Drunk Abyss

It’s that time of year again when we are bombarded with romance. Hallmark tells us what to say; Hollywood tells us what to feel; and Russell Stover tells us what to eat. Once more I find myself loveless (but not lonely) on February 14. I don’t believe in celebrating love just one day a year. I’d rather find out that someone loves me on a random Tuesday in March instead. Being single or dateless on this particular date means that I can enjoy another peaceful day without worrying I’m celebrating Valentine’s Day all wrong. I don’t do romance. When it comes down to it, I’m just not that into it. I don’t act like the stereotypical girl. I do sports and art and power tools, but not ...

Caught in the in-between, a Beautiful Disaster

This will be the most raw and vulnerable you’ll ever find me. It is also one of the hardest truths I will ever write. I don’t speak of it often but it controls my life more than I care to admit. I’ve tried many times to express this but I guess I wasn’t quite ready to let the world know the deepest part of me. It only makes me a sliver of who I am yet sometimes I feel it controls the reins. Many would call me hard or stoic. I would concur. I’ve worked tirelessly over the years to learn how not to cry, to build a wall around my emotions, and to never expose my heart. It comes with the territory. I’m my own ...

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