The struggle of stepping into, perhaps our destiny, can be an intimidating step, but nonetheless, we are called to go onward. I do not live my life as if it was my own, and those in my inner circle, as well as my acquaintances, know this full well. I recently talked about being present where … Continue reading Fighting The Good Fight
I was, and oddly still am, comfortable with chaos. I grew up in and around it. That's all I ever knew. When I was a child and pre-teen, I hated it. The yelling, screaming, crying, and endless fighting. I was that one friend who always wore hand me down clothes, who's parents were divorced and … Continue reading Haunted
I grew up with five older brothers. Skater's, hard worker's, over protective, and all of them possessed that mean older brother trait, the one that they must have simply because they were the "older brother". My childhood was either spent sitting at the skatepark watching my brother's skateboard until sundown, or at my grandmother's house … Continue reading I’m getting married.