to the tired best friend

To the tired best friend,

I saw a blog post written to the “selfish best friend;” I didn’t make it through that entire post because, well, you know me, I got distracted by the episode of New Girl that was on.

But as I laughed at Schmidt and the lovable Nick Miller and the all around adorable, laughable antics of Jess and her crazy friends, something about that post stuck with me.

I am the selfish best friend.

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today part 1

I’m thinking of trying this new thing; I cannot guarantee I’ll stick to it though. I’ll wait to see if I feel it is received well enough to continue.

Someone once asked, “what if life is not happening to you, but for you?” and I believe in that wholeheartedly. Every day is this tiny little gift if we choose to see it that way. Our days are filled with interesting moments, as long as we are willing to take note of them.

I’m going to try my best to take note of some moment every day, or at least most days, and chronicle it in a series that I have so cleverly titled “today.” Admit it, my brilliance is blinding.

Here’s today:

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farewell pawnee

a thank you letter to parks and rec

Tonight is the series finale of one of my favorite shows. I’m not talking about a favorite right now, I mean all time favorite level.

Tonight the countless fans of the NBC series Parks and Recreation will say one final farewell to Leslie Knope and the gang. Tonight we will say goodbye to the lovely residents of Pawnee that we’ve came to know and love.

Parks and Rec Cast

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real real love

I just happened to be raised by two of the coolest people in the world. I know it’s lame and nerdy, but I think my parents are really awesome and I’m incredibly thankful for them.

Parents at Campbell

Observe this ridiculous shot of my parents in their most natural state: being weird while visiting me at college.

My mom is one of the most supportive, understanding people to ever live. She is without a doubt the primary reason that a free thinking, self described hippie such as myself could grow up in the Bible belt, and go to college in an area deeply rooted in Southern decorum and tradition, and still come out of it all as wild hearted, open minded, and unique as I am. She is a better listener than I could ever be, she does not criticize others’ opinions, or belittle anyone. She has instilled in me a love of art and music and all manners of creativity. For almost 22 years she has allowed me to be exactly who I am, loved me for who that was, and expected nothing in return. She has taken care of me physically and emotionally. She is my biggest fan. Continue reading

four friendship letters: what i’ve learned

Friendship is a funny thing. Sometimes you don’t know what you have at all. Sometimes you expect more than you get, and sometimes you expect nothing at all and end up with the most wonderful people in your life. But the thing about friendship is, you never know which bonds are which until you’re in the heart of it.

You come across the kid on the slide the first day of kindergarten and you hit it off, you assume you’ll be friends forever, but time takes it’s toll and your friendship is a thing of the past. Or the very opposite happens. You see a goofy kid on the other side of the basketball court and think there’s no way you’d ever get along, and you end up laughing together even when you’re eighty. Either way, the bonds you make, and sometimes break, are worth it because of all that you learn along the way.


I’m incredibly terrible at saying things out loud, so there are a lot of friends, and friends past, that never got to hear a lot of what I had to say to them. Below you’ll find four letters to the friends who deserve to hear my thoughts the most in hopes that by reading them, you will learn the things that I learned a little more easily. Continue reading