Whoever said, “go with what you feel,” probably didn’t have this in mind!
It’s so easy to do. You meet a guy who takes your breath away. You start picturing yourself on dates. You think about him at random times throughout the day. You wonder what he’s thinking about at that moment. You also wonder what you would be like as a serious couple; as a married couple.... Continue Reading →
Dear So and So, I wanted to be the one who when you thought about the rest of your life, was there with you. You were getting married. To someone else. On my birthday.
I looked at the bird and he turned his head back and forth, looking deathly afraid.
My mom is awesome for many reasons, not to mention the fact that she raised me by herself (and did a darn good job). This morning, as I was getting ready for the day, we were talking about how it seems that a son or daughter is always mom's baby. I was like, "Mom, I'm... Continue Reading →
I'm 27, I love myself and I'm awesome. Now, it sounds a bit conceited, but that's not how I meant it. We all have a time in our lives where we don't really like ourselves; we talk about our shortcomings, saying things like, "IF I were prettier, thinner, more talented, smarter," etc. Yeah, maybe our... Continue Reading →
Some moments stay with you, making you look back and really think. When thinking about what I want in a man, I made a list. Not necessarily a checklist. It was more of a list of things that are non-negotiable. When I originally made my list around the age of 24, I had crafted some... Continue Reading →
If you read yesterday's post, you know I'm waiting for my Prince. I've never been a fan of waiting, but while I am, here's something fun to think about. Ever thought about crafting the perfect man? Well, I did. If we could somehow morph these guys...he'd be nearly perfect (haha, right)? But... What makes him truly perfect... Continue Reading →
27. Waiting for marriage. Difficult? "Bleep" yes!! As a little girl, I thought about the day I married my prince. When I got a little older, I was scared that he would leave because when I was almost 4, I watched my dad ("dada") involuntarily leave this world. I've healed over the years and think... Continue Reading →