Write More, Rest Less.

Recently, I was made fun of, albeit lovingly, for blogging and the likely possibility that no one gives a shit about what I deem worthy enough to write about.  True as that reality may be, my voice has found its way back to its rightful owner and here I am again. There is something so simultaneously therapeutic and challenging about writing and shaping thought seedlings into mature strings of consciousness.  So, I suppose just as any writer endeavors to do, I shall write for myself and cling tight to the hope that others will benefit from it in some way, shape, or form.Continue reading “Write More, Rest Less.”

There will always be strength in numbers.

This morning marks the beginning of Aphi Senior Week.  This week is meant to celebrate, congratulate, commiserate, and send-off the senior pledge class.  So far this semester, I have done a relatively good job of not getting overly emotional, avoiding sappy moments, and acting like everything’s not going to change in three weeks.  But, the truth is everything is going to change soon. We are graduating college and starting new chapters of our lives.  Some of my friends have already landed their first “real” jobs, some have been accepted to fabulous graduate school programs, some are not quite done with undergrad, and some are still trying to figure out their next steps.  Each time one of my friends would share their news with us, my pride and admiration for them was almost overwhelming.  What did I do to deserve to associate with such innately talented, beautiful, loving women? I would like to borrow a bit here from our senior letter that was read during recruitment:Continue reading “There will always be strength in numbers.”

Dirty Theology

The link I just posted to Shane Claiborne’s article “Letter to Non-Believers,” was recommended reading from my best friend, Beth.  Privileged enough to have been Beth’s best friend since we were little girls, I am also privy to Beth’s faith journey. Beth has grown so much in her faith and has become a real inspiration for me.  The article she suggested I read talks about the ugly side of spreading the gospel – you know, the preacher on the corner of the sidewalk who yells that we’re all going to hell.  I cannot think of a faster way to turn people off of Christianity. Continue reading “Dirty Theology”

Reality Check

I recently saw this on Facebook…

10 Reasons Why Gay Marriage is Wrong

1. Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.

2. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall. Continue reading “Reality Check”


Distance is something that has been on my mind as of late. In high school, I think I equated this word to literal distances in terms of track, aka the shorter the better for this guy. Now as I inch closer to the end of my college career, distance has many connotations for me. A common saying is “can you go the distance?” as in can you hack it? Lately I have found myself wondering this very question in regards to my upcoming travels and unknown future plans. Will I be successful in moving my life temporarily to Spain? Sure I studied abroad there twice, but big freaking deal! Most academically competitive institutions require undergrads to study abroad in some way, shape, or form. How will my close relationships fare under the pressure of an ocean of distance? Continue reading “Distance.”

Sometimes You Have to Grab Life by the Coattails

As many of my good friends already know, I am obsessed with Eat, Pray, Love and everything Elizabeth Gilbert.  After reading both her aforementioned best-selling memoir, as well as her follow-up – Committed – and watching the film version of Eat, Pray, Love too many times, I have come to hold Elizabeth Gilbert as a personal role-model and inspiration.   Having grown up with a mother who was an english major and is still a literary aficionado, you could say I was raised with an appetite for the written word.  You see, to people like my mother, Elizabeth Gilbert, and myself, language is something at which to marvel. Continue reading “Sometimes You Have to Grab Life by the Coattails”

All Dogs Go To Heaven.

What was previously thought of as a popular saying and an animated movie title has become my family’s mantra this weekend. Yesterday Chloe, the older of our two dogs, got sick again. Over the last two years she has had pancreatitis twice and kidney stones twice. Evidently, schnauzers are genetically prone to get pancreatitis, which can then often times develop into chronic pancreatitis once enough scar tissue is built up.   While there would never have been a good time for Chloe to get sick again, right now was especially unfortunate timing for our family. Continue reading “All Dogs Go To Heaven.”

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