Sweater Weather. Black Cherry Merlot. Fresh Balsam. All fragrances marketed by Bath & Body Works in forms of moisturizers, body sprays,...

Red jagged rock. Dry desert land. Snow-capped magical mountains. Every picture was as if we stood in front of a green screen and I’m so...

October is always a bit of a hard month for me. Each day reminds me of loved ones who have passed whether it’s the change of the weather,...

On your marks, get set, V O T E ! 2024 has been a presidential race for the ages. With AI growing in popularity, to a candidate dropping...

6 months. 182 days. 262,800 minutes. No matter which way you put it, that accumulation of time amounts to your smile disappearing from...

Recently, I’ve received a condescending note that insulted my intelligence. While I foresee the Boomers saying, “your generation is...

Mimosa ma’am? Hot towel, Miss? Buckle your seatbelt and enjoy the friendly skies. A trip across my last 365 days. As I board what seems...

“I thought if I could touch this place of feeling. This brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here it’s like I’m someone else, I...

It’s the time of year when you hear all the positive goals humans have set for the new year. Go to the gym. Quit smoking. Read more...

To begin, I’d like to thank everyone who has reached out via text, Snapchat, or phone call. I apologize for the distance and length of...

It’s uneasy. It’s a moment. It’s really really raw. It’s the sorrowful time when we decide to lay our furry friends to rest. How We Met...

It’s 5pm on a Friday afternoon. Your car is warm from bathing in the sun all day while “Everybody’s Working For The Weekend” streams...

Have you ever heard the statement, “It’s my golden birthday.” Well, I’m sure if you’ve been around me in the last 2 months, you’ve heard...

Hey there! If you are a friendly reader of mine, I first would like to thank you for always tuning in and reading my “stuff.” Most of it...

What puts me on my kitchen floor at nearly 27 years old with tears streaming down my face? Is it the worry that my grandma will take her...

The atmosphere. The red beers. The sprinkle of blue and yellow confetti flickering in the sky. That afternoon was Jackrabbit Nation at...

Ho. Ho. Ho. It’s a jolly time for those waiting for good Ol St. Nick to scale down that chimney. Wrapped presents start accumulating...

A classic lyric from a 2007 teen idol, Hannah Montana, screams “Nobody’s Perfect” through her blonde wig and glittering microphone. Like...

** Yes, I am still dating Andrew Soukup but decided to pull something from the drafts after speaking with the woman in paragraph 3. To...

In a world where the easiest option is to fall to our knees, I’m still standing. Maybe not better than I ever did but standing...