I had some high hopes for this post – it was meant to be written on a Friday, in a quiet and sunny spot involving some major reflection on what a morning might look…
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I woke up the next afternoon in my own bed with my chambermaid sitting in the chair beside me. She immediately stood and offered me a drink of water while I waited for the…
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While Bridget is looking onward and upward and JoAnna is learning to fly (literally!), I will be looking forward and at my side mirrors, trying not to stall. Or attempting to get out of park…
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culture & community relationships & love sisterhood
When Things Aren’t What You Expected (Because They’re So Much More)
The more I travel the more my boundaries are pushed and the smaller the world becomes. Despite my (sometimes) heart stopping discomfort of flying I still force myself, from time to time, to get on a…
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Little did I know it at the time, but during my last month of university I was assigned a painting project that would prove to be unexpectedly transformative. My instructor sent us out around…
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I have just moved, and because there’s not much to unpack, Briana’s post made me sorely miss the constant rearranging and curating of one’s environment and one’s stuff. This is why I have been…