I feel little to no motivation. I’m not sure if this is a result of juggling – my day job, freelance work, my husband opening a business, inching closer to opening my own business, extra-curricular committees, and still trying to have a social life – or the winter weather. My guess is it’s probably a…
Here I am again, reminded of this blog and how little attention I’ve given it in the past year(s). I received an email letting me know my domain registration would automatically renew. I knew I would let it. There are too many memories stored here to let it go. But it also got me thinking…
When I was in college, towards the end there especially, I was juggling a lot: a student athlete, a TV show for the campus TV station, working a part-time job. One day I woke up and felt like my chest was a bit constricted. It wasn’t an intense feeling, but it was an ever-present one.…
I met Jackson at a marketing meeting while interning for Gearhead Outfitters. He was fresh off the Appalachian Trail and I was a college student soaking up my time working with an outdoor company. We set a time to meet out at Craighead Forest so I could shoot a video of him for an event…
I’ve got to get back to writing for myself. I wrote these words on a small notepad recently after the thought ran itself through my mind at least a dozen times. In the past year, writing has become my day job. I love it – managing content for a community magazine and telling stories of…
About a year ago my now fiancé and I moved back to Arkansas. Some dear friends of ours were also contemplating their move and Jackson walked us through a house his dad owns, a house gutted at the time, in case they were interested in buying it post-restoration. As we walked I fell in love.…
When I got to the Bluehost homepage I wondered if I’d remember my password. It’s been awhile! A Global Pandemic and the current “Stay Home” initiative seems like a good time to restart this blog. I’m constantly scrolling through social media (both because it’s my job and because I’m hoping to interact with friends I…
The sky is a smooth, pearly grey on the morning of August 27th when we climb out of our rental car in Ireland. We stand in a small parking lot jutting off what I assume is someone’s house. Only one other car sits parked in the space. Green grass sprawls in all directions, littered only…
I’ve neglected this blog. I would feel guilty about that, but I don’t. The reason for the lack of stories here is I now work a full-time job telling stories. Before my Ireland/Croatia adventures I worked part-time at MOR Media Inc. in Northeast Arkansas. I was (and still am) building a digital platform that I…
After ten days in Croatia exploring with my best friend, and before that hanging out in Ireland with Jackson, I was alone for the first time in weeks (ever, in a foreign country). I had been excited for this part of the trip, too. Similar to how I had been excited for the next day…
