Dear Sixteen Year Old Me…

Dear Sixteen Year Old Me, Happy Birthday! The little red car in the garage with a bow on it is yours. It’s a gift from your parents. Don’t freak out. Its a stick, but you’ll take your driver’s test in the Grand Prix. And you’ll pass....

Benched

Is it enough just to be on the winning team? This is a question that just rolls and rolls and rolls around in my mind. Can I be a bench warmer? There is this THING in me. This nagging, self sickening place inside me that is desperately afraid of not being MVP of...

Stalked

The feeling of being watched by a predator is suffocating. That consuming rush of adrenaline, fear and survival mix in a moment making everything inside me take notice. Light. Shadows. Sounds. Wind. Everything in me heightens waiting and planning simultaneously. And I...

Dandelions

“Thank you, sweet girl. You know Dandelions are Mama’s favorite, right?”My favorite flower hasn’t always been a Dandelion. One of my dearest friends from High School became a florist and introduced me to the wide world of flowers. Reds,...

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