I was fat on my wedding day.
Maybe it’s because I graduated college and received my job offer within the same weekend he proposed, but my life was pretty intense once I was engaged. With a new city, new job, and planning my entire wedding states away from where it was happening, losing weight continued to be pushed lower on the list of things to do.… READ THE REST
Old Woman. Ball and Chain. The Boss.
In my pre-married life, I would cringe in movies when husbands would call their wives by these names. They wouldn’t call their wives by these things to their face, at least I hope not… but then again it was just a movie.… READ THE REST
Thoughts I think to myself on a daily basis scrolling through my Facebook feed:
“Amber is posting jaw-dropping photos of the new gorgeous headboard her husband built them in his workshop from pieces of wood that he chopped down himself.… READ THE REST
The beginning of our relationship was a whirlwind. A whirlwind that unexpectedly turned into a tornado. First you took my breath away, then you took my self worth.
We met, and despite you recently coming out of a divorce, I fell for you.… READ THE REST
I always loved books. As a child I can remember walking into my school library and becoming intoxicated by the smell of books encasing every corner. I liked the weight of a novel in my hands, and the feeling of pages flipping past my fingers.… READ THE REST
Two days after my 29th birthday, I boarded a plane headed for Jordan. I was burned out, discouraged and heartbroken. In a span of ten years, I had experienced several personal setbacks, that left me severely depressed. With thirty just around the corner, I decided it was time for a change.… READ THE REST
In the 5th grade I had the hots for a boy I’ll provide with a pseudonym. I used to name names in my writings but my mother keeps telling me it’s not lady-like. At any rate, this boy, we will call Stan, was a real babe magnet.… READ THE REST
The first time I “fell in love” I was a freshman in high school. I spent every day of my 9th, 10th, and 11th grade thinking about him, writing to him, talking to him, and even skipping school with him. He was no good.… READ THE REST
Since I can remember, I always wanted to be the best. The most well-liked. The smartest. The prettiest. The list goes on. Looking back, I believe I wanted to prove I was needed; that I was someone special. That I was good enough.… READ THE REST
It’s the end of January and I am woken up by a phone call from an Unknown number in California. I typically don’t answer unknown numbers because if the call is important they will usually leave a voicemail.
Sure enough, they did!… READ THE REST
Dear ocean eyes peeping out from the bundle of pink,
Rest your head little one- it comes hard for you, I know, but maybe, just maybe, if Momma and Daddy get just a little more sleep, the screaming would stop.
Wondering who gets me on Christmas
Dear peering through the bars of what used to be your crib,
Momma and Daddy tried to get you excited about the new baby, but it sure made you angry when you could no longer crawl onto Mommy’s lap at bedtime.… READ THE REST