Writer & Romantic
Disclaimer: This is *my* story and all thoughts and opinions are my own. In no way am I telling anybody with an eating disorder that this is the correct way to heal. Each journey is different! I simply want to share mine, in the hopes that it might help others. The year I was in
My entire life’s worth of stuff has been reduced to one international-sized suitcase, one carry on, and a backpack. To my surprise, it was easier than I thought it would be. Having grown up with divorced parents and moving 15+ times in my life so far, I have come to despise holding on to things.
BOOKS! I love them. You love them. Everybody loves them. But there are so many and there is such little time. So, how do you know what to pick? Well, everybody has different taste. Mine lean more toward the contemporary and fantasy realms — since that’s what I’m into and that’s what I write. So
If you read my last blog post, you’ll know I have been itching to get away from the city and immerse myself in the sanctuary of nature. Read on to see how I spent the first weekend of March exploring Traverse City, Michigan in the cold. If you live in Michigan, you know that Traverse
After a brutal Michigan winter, spring is finally on the horizon. Every year, I think I’m not going to make it; I’m never going to see the sun again — then, slowly, the days begin to turn from 10 degree mornings to 30, then 40, and so on. The birds can be heard chirping. The
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