*written in 2018, but feels weirdly relevant now. It’s been quite some time since I’ve written on here, but it’s also been quite a year. Personally, this year was a huge puzzle and words were the pieces. *Fair warning, this may not be super relatable to you, but I think I needed to write it. I’m realizing lately how weighty words are. Not just in their meaning, but physically. From an emotional standpoint, I’ve always been familiar with the weight and will that words hold and the ability they have to move and shake a heart. But it hasn’t been…
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It’s Thanksgiving and I must say, I’m grateful for lots of things this year. I’m grateful that the only thing on the agenda today is to eat. And then to reheat the same food again 3 hours later and do it all over again. I’m grateful for Snapchat filters. Shout out to the puppy and flower crown filters for letting me pretend that my skin is always flawless. I’m grateful that dark roots are still in style. I haven’t colored my hair in months— both my wallet and I are pretty happy campers about that. I’m grateful for these holiday…