Some coffee talk this morning 🙂
See that’s the problem with restarting your life when the recovery process is still—well, in process.
I am at peace. Are you?
The battle with my body is ongoing.
Right now, this moment, in these gross jammies, with my greasy hair, and my GIANT FREAKING SMILE, is the best I have FELT in years.
I am winding down my first semester back in school. I spend time at Roverchase, sometimes volunteering for the Roverchase Foundation. And I am officially announcing that this week I started my own business!
I’m okay. I’m fine. I’m good. And the thing is–I really am.
When Makayla Jo and I saw that Avril was going to be performing in our area, my chest tightened at even the possibility. And then we made it happen. We went. I saw her. I sang with her. I screamed. I danced. And it was so so good.
Open to see, but never understand, even in the quiet, closed off comfort of the life behind lids
“Fight for the things that you care about, but do it in a way that will lead others to join you.” RBG did that. And she showed us how to do it too. My generation is full of leaders who are ready to make lasting change and equally full of people willing to follow. We dissent, but more than that, we are beginning to find solutions.