I was 22 when I married Brandon. I was glad I was 22 because 21 sounded so young. At 22 the world started giving me more respect, which is why I’m desperately awaiting 30. I think 30 will be the best year of my life because people will stop considering me young and unable to
My grandparents are (part) Macedonian so I grew up calling them Baba (Grandma) and Dedo (Grandpa). Sundays were big family dinners where the entire family gathered, ate, and drank. Holidays- especially Christmas- were always full of loud family and lots of presents (which sometimes came from my neon pink lipstick wearing, white hair teasing, always
My grandparents are (part) Macedonian so I grew up calling them Baba (Grandma) and Dedo (Grandpa). Sundays were big family dinners where the entire family gathered, ate, and drank. Holidays- especially Christmas- were always full of loud family and lots of presents (which sometimes came from my neon pink lipstick wearing, white hair teasing, always
I’m in a good place today. My thoughts are clear and walking through the fog is well, less… foggy. Is this what happens when I take time to care of my soul? Amazing. I haven’t spent a lot of time pondering my soul until recently (thanks to a ‘soul care’ friend ;). I guess I’ve
I’m in a good place today. My thoughts are clear and walking through the fog is well, less… foggy. Is this what happens when I take time to care of my soul? Amazing. I haven’t spent a lot of time pondering my soul until recently (thanks to a ‘soul care’ friend ;). I guess I’ve
Once upon a time I met Brandon and fell in love. Today marks the 6th year of our wedding day. Still love struck by him.
Once upon a time I met Brandon and fell in love. Today marks the 6th year of our wedding day. Still love struck by him.
The fastest two days of this year flew by. I was caught in a weird time warp where I was moving as fast as I could to get to the Summit… and then like at&t’s service, drop. The Summit was over. Eight months of preparing came down to 2 days of fast paced setting up,
The fastest two days of this year flew by. I was caught in a weird time warp where I was moving as fast as I could to get to the Summit… and then like at&t’s service, drop. The Summit was over. Eight months of preparing came down to 2 days of fast paced setting up,
This morning I woke up at 3:30am (well actually 3:38am) to make it to Rockford, IL – for a triathlon- for Brandon. Love that man. The morning had thick air that the moon could not glow through and the roads were covered in a frothy fog. There were gaps where you could see into the