How old was I when I started hating my body? I laid in bed last night wondering the question and I couldn’t pinpoint the answer.
I figure it's time I post my monthly (not on purpose) post. I always have these grand plans to post more regularly, but then life happens, and boy oh boy has it been happening. Since my last post, Meagan and I did our first bridal show, which brought lots of new brides for the year [...]
I try to keep this little blog of mine happy whenever I can, but sometimes this place gets a little gritty. Sometimes, like today, I struggle with which parts of my life I should share. A big reason that I have been avoiding this place is because there is a big part of my life [...]
That line has really stuck with me over the last week. When I left Arizona, I was done with her. Done with her dirt. Done with her dry heat. Done with her memories. I wanted a fresh start. I wanted trees and grass over cactus and rock. I wanted the ocean to wash away my [...]