Dear English Students,

The night before the first day of school I was anxious, excited, and wanted to vomit. I had planned and prepared as much as a perfectionist possibly could and still felt the need to do more. I sat down after sorting through files and color coding my calendar and thought about my “why.” Why did… Continue reading Dear English Students,

Faith · Lifestyle

Countdown to Declare

In 23 short days I will be headed to Dallas, TX for the Declare Conference. 23, holy cow. I have recently taken a break from writing to prepare my blog and heart for this leap of faith…and to get it together, honestly. Life has thrown me for a few loops lately (loops that I did… Continue reading Countdown to Declare

Faith · Lifestyle · My People

I Am Not My Parents’ Divorce

I can recount every detail about the day I found out my parents were “not going to be together anymore.” I was sweaty-faced and my tangly hair was somewhat pulled back in a scrunchie.  I had on my favorite Limited Too t-shirt with a cool astronaut chick on the front with some Old Navy blue jeans shorts. Mom… Continue reading I Am Not My Parents’ Divorce

Faith · Lifestyle

This is What Dreams are Made of

“Hey now, Hey now! This is what dreams are made of.” If you were a girl in the 90’s and you don’t love this song…well, you’re just wrong. As kids we all dream. We aspire to be NFL players, doctors, lawyers..or in my case a McDonald’s worker, then a “mall worker,” then a “petanarian.” What can I say?… Continue reading This is What Dreams are Made of

Lifestyle · My People

That’s What Friends Are For

“Keep smilin’, keep shinin’ Knowing you can always count on me for sure. That’s what friends are for. For good times and bad times, I’ll be on your side forever more. That’s what friends are for.” That IS what friends are for, to be there through every high and low, supporting, encouraging, and loving you. However,… Continue reading That’s What Friends Are For


Hey Small Town Hater,

  So, you hate your small, stupid, boring town? I get it, I really do. I grew up in a town, city, community, or whatever you want to call it, right on the edge of the Texas/Louisiana border. Here you know everyone’s mommas, grandmommas, and cousins, and chances are you’ll see 5 people you know at Wal-Mart…or getting… Continue reading Hey Small Town Hater,