Purpose. This word keeps appearing, trying to find its spot in my life. I feel its digging, poking, and choking me with its grip. I almost feel the letters P-U-R-P-O-S-E  wrapping itself around my…

While I do not hold strong opinions, or any opinion, on the matter of “Occupy _______” I did read this in a short story called “Six of One” by F. Scott Fitzgerald and I could…

I figured that writing this publicly would help in no longer concealing my thoughts behind closed doors; as though I were hiding something. We both know that my words can sometimes come out as inexcusable, and,…

Let’s talk about how excited I am to welcome October, and all its promises of change in foliage.

We proceeded to get off of the phone. I ended it with something sarcastic, feeling the pride in me ooze from every crack in my personality. I looked out of the windshield, fought tears,…

Rare is it that I tell you that I love you and that I am thankful. Rare is it that I find the time to spend whether home or through a call just to…

This is how I feel when I tell God that I trust Him.

Every girl needs ’em.

“Girls, I am not good at evangelizing.” I admitted this during girls night on Tuesday and was relieved when their response was a chuckle and a “Yeah, I am not either.” We admitted we…