While going through my writing samples, I stumbled on a travel blog I started in college. It was my connection to my family as I ventured across the Atlantic. Recently, I took part in a ‘final expedition’ of sorts. A professor from my Travel Writing & Photojournalism Course emailed the class alumni to invite us on… Read More Sto Bene
My fiancé and I are in the midst of combining our separate large living spaces into one (small) one. We piled all of our things into a one-bedroom apartment – and I do mean ALL. The only things of mine left in my mother’s house are a sled and a baby doll bed my Papa made for… Read More So much stuff, so little space.
When I moved home last year for the job at 7News, I knew a few things. I’d be broke. My desired career path is in journalism. Journalism. There’s a reason my mother wasn’t too thrilled when I decided to major in Journalism. I also knew I’d be living at home. My mother is happy to… Read More See you later, friend.
I should be cleaning. Unpacking. I’ve been here three weeks now. Three weeks without the hustle and bustle of New York City Streets. Three weeks of falling asleep to just the sound of crickets and the wind through the trees. Three weeks of waking up to sun in my windows, and no construction pounding away… Read More So this is my life.
“If you want to turn your life around, try thankfulness. It will change your life mightily.” -Gerald Good Last Thanksgiving I wore a little black dress and uncomfortable heels to a dark basement bar in New York City. Lights that looked like jars of fireflies hung from the ceilings, above a long slab of maple… Read More If you want to turn your life around, try thankfulness.
My brother is 15 years old. As we drove through town we discussed his upcoming confirmation. When a Catholic makes the sacrament of confirmation they are asked to have a sponsor who will present them to the Bishop or Celebrant when they step forward to be confirmed. He was unaware that they usually encourage you… Read More La vérité sort de la bouche des enfants.
Of summer that is. Yes, yes. I know I’ve said it before. The leaves are falling. The breezes are cooler. The humidity doesn’t make me feel like I need an asthma inhalator. As ready as I am for the leaves to change color, and the opportunity to wear the countless jackets exploding from my closet,… Read More Lets Pretend It’s Not the End
It goes without saying that all of us owe our freedom to those that fought for this country since it’s birth. God Bless you Timmy, Josh and Michelle. You’ll always be my little cousins, but to the world you are Marines and a Navy(wo)man. As we celebrate, with friends, family, beer, fireworks and hot (tofurky)… Read More Happy Birthday America!!
Well, some of you have read my 30 Days of Truth, so, I feel no need to elaborate on why this isn’t a love letter to my father. I did not call my father on Father’s Day. I did not send him a gift, or a card, or an email, or a text. Yesterday, I… Read More Just what I need.
Ok, so a few weeks ago, I made a playlist. I had a wicked hard time deciding who to make one to. Why can’t I make one for all the people I love? Well, because it would take ages. So, here’s the one that I’m writing to my mother for Valentine’s Day. I know, I’m… Read More My Valentine is my Mom