
When I was a child, I would dream about my life now. I prayed so hard to God, to the moon, and my dead grandpa for love and to become a mom. I wanted a baby Simba or a Barbie in my arms at all times. I wanted to comb it's hair, [...]
rejoicing during the waves and turbulence.
As someone in both missions and military, I've struggled with "homesickness" for up to years at a time (even though, until recently, I never really had a home.) Since I was a little girl, I dreamed of a house like my friends. The type of house where parents marked their child's grown each year on a door post. As [...]
I know that there's a fine line between "introvert" and asshole. I also know there's a fine line between "extrovert" and asshole. So before I begin to step on your toes, and ruffle your perfect image you have of yourself, let me start off by saying: we've all been terrible friends. We've all committed (as [...]