Today I turned 27. Normally – I hate my birthday. Not so much the fact that I am having another birthday -but the whole spotlight on me -sort of makes me uncomfortable. Getting older, being old -the whole package. But today? Today was pretty epic. It was one of those all-around amazing days that left …
When I was growing up, people had all the questions for me. Questions that, I suppose -gave them a gauge as to where I was in life. How grown up I was, how much growing up I had left to do. Questions that grew with me: What grade are you in? When do you graduate? …
When I was younger, making friends was easy. People often joke that I was friends with everyone. I suppose most little kids are. I befriended neighbors and strangers alike. I’m not sure I really had a best friend -because everyone was my best friend. When I got a little older I had a close group …
Last February before I headed off to Australia, I had my hair dyed red. Not full blown, raggedy Ann red, but red highlights. I loved my red hair. But it faded fast and within a good month, it was gone. A few weeks ago I was looking in the mirror and noticed a handful of …
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have …
Tangled Thoughts 