Heart

I Choose You.

Jordan proposed on the morning of Saturday, December 17, 2016 amidst the cat condo and stray socks in the living room of his one-bedroom apartment. As he sautéed sweet potatoes for a breakfast hash, he asked me to sort through a pile of postcards on the coffee table—four of his own design—that read simply, “will you marry me?”

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Heart

Good Grief.

My posts have become far more sporadic, and as my priorities change, I’m finding that my lifestyle no longer allows for polished personal narratives. I’m getting in the way of my writing by constantly skirting a draft because of the time required to write something substantial, and so I’m exploring different ways to meet my needs—one being my natural desire to regularly produce meaningful content.

So I’m trying to cozy up to a style that champions stream-of-consciousness and real-time experiences to improve my frequency.

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Mouth

Storytelling.

Eleanor Roosevelt is often credited with advising “do one thing every day that scares you,” but it was Mary Schmich, a columnist for the Chicago Tribune, who penned that exact phrase in her article aimed at students on the brink of graduation. I agree with everything she offers, including the bit about scaring yourself, save for her frequency. Because the truth is, if I forced that kind of stress on my heart each day, I’d already be dead.

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Head

Good Design.

Two years ago, a former colleague slam-dunked a job opening in my inbox, told me to apply, and winked. She quit for the same reasons I needed to, and her gesture was a last-ditch effort to help push me toward an exit while she made her own.

Praise pussy for that woman, for the blessing she bestowed upon me resulted in (spoiler) a new job. And lo! it is good.

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