This past weekend I made the very conscious decision of limiting my social media intake. In fact, I limited intake of all media. At the start of this year, I made an effort to take breaks from the two social media platforms I frequent (Facebook and Instagram). After deleting the app from my phone, I…
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October
It is the start of October, the start of three straight months that have been my perpetual favorites for most of my life. As a child, October and December were solid favorites for me while November was a holding pattern as my young, magic-filled heart waited for the spirit of Christmas to arrive. When in…
The New Year Conundrum
This time of year brings forth a lot of introspective writing from people, including myself. That or it's end of year nostalgia or plans for the new year and self-improvements. I'm no different, not really, because I feel this time of year forces this kind of thinking within our society. It's expected and flashed in…
Repeat After Me
"It's like..." I began to say, my eyes trailing over the outline of the closed door, my hands raised as if they would aid me in explaining what couldn't quite be explained. I paused, considering my words and how hard it was to say how I felt. Finally, I tried, I was a writer, wasn't…
The Tale of the Unworn Gown
Many years ago, when I was growing more comfortable with my relationship, I entertained the idea that we would get married and began a secret Pinterest board. I was too shy to let anyone know it existed and felt like a preteen writing my name + the last name of my crush together with a…
Returning to Happiness
It's easy to be pulled away by life. The long list of tasks, the never-ending chores; they are more powerful than they seem and can easily whisk you away from more pleasurable things. You're trucking along, focusing on the changing of seasons, but then you're suddenly thrown into a whirlwind of unplanned activity and calendar…
Finding Escape from Post-Vacation
For months, July 31 - August 7 was marked on my calendar. I even counted up from that final Friday beforehand, all to indicate how far away it was. 43, 42, 41, 40, 39... I rejoiced every time we would move out of one bracket of numbers and into another, I'd rejoice again when we…