Tag: freedom

I Am Getting Married.

If you’ve known me for more than 5 minutes, you know that the last thing I saw manifesting in my future was marriage. Children, yes. Adoption, for sure. But I’d gotten to a point where I was thankfully content in singleness and had grown… Continue Reading “I Am Getting Married.”

The Diagnosis.

It’s 3:26 am, and I can’t sleep because my body won’t let me. I realized that I’ve been avoiding all of the things that bring me joy, and writing is easily in the Top 3. In my last blog, I gave you the run-down… Continue Reading “The Diagnosis.”

%d bloggers like this:
%d bloggers like this: