esse quam videri

Here’s to chasing dreams, love, and a life full of laughter.
But most of all – here’s to being, rather than seeming to be.

standing on the shoulders of giants

As I struggle to find the right words, you’ll have to excuse me. It’s been a long week year. 2015 came in a whirlwind, promising to be full of wonderful memories, abound with love, riddled with excitement, that it would be”the best year yet!” But then again, don’t they all? In the true fashion of life, whileRead more

closing the chapter

Barely eighteen years old, I was merely a child looking for a home. After four long days of bouncing and singing and phenomenal women with perfect hair – I found so much more than a home. When I opened my envelope to see the words, “It is my pleasure to inform you that you have beenRead more

i knew the day would come

I knew the day would come. When you walked out of my life so quickly that the sting hadn’t even begun to set in before you were gone, I was heartbroken in a way I never could have imagined nor have I felt again. But once I was strong enough to begin to put theRead more

41° 29′ N 80° 12′ W

I’ve shared before about my hometown, and how (metaphorically) scratching my number off the population sign changed my perspective of life in an itty-bitty farm town. It has been 1,190 days since I packed my entire life into the back of my dad’s pickup truck and took off for those big city lights. It took me overRead more

twenty-something

In a world of so many voices asking you what you’re doing with your life and “what is your plan?” I hope mine can rise above with a resounding “it’s okay if you don’t know.” We spend the first eighteen years of our lives in school, because that’s what we’re expected to do. Upon graduation manyRead more

the sun shines bright

I came to you a barely eighteen, bright-eyed dreamer, determined to change the world. How little did I ever expect that the true change would come to me instead? To me you were an escape from the microscope of a small town, the first page of a new chapter in my life. You were a sparklingRead more

standing outside the fire

May 31st — what a day.  Where do I even begin? I feel as though I should start by remembering an event that happened 9 years before I was born, but continues to shape my life in inexplicable ways. May 31st, 1985, 21 tornadoes were recorded across western and central Pennsylvania, 8 of them classifiedRead more