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Blink. Goodbye. Blink. Begin. {What Graduation Is Actually Like.}

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Jun 16, 2015 | Brave, Broken and Raw, Faith, Fear

i. He closed the book and I could look at nothing but the paper in front of me. Eyes fixated on the pen in my hand, I didn’t want to acknowledge the moment but it begged for attention. The muttered “okay,” the shuffling of the notes that were already...

When Life Doesn’t Look Like What You Imagined

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Jun 8, 2015 | Books, Brave, Broken and Raw, Faith, Generation Y

*Reader’s note: Umm, hi friends. I’m actually so nervous to publish this. The words feel raw and exposed and so very much “in process.” That makes sense because the truth is, this is only half of the story, a few pages of the chapter, the...

Blue {Five Minute Friday}

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | May 28, 2015 | Faith, Five Minute Friday

Shaking my head, a smile lifts the corners of my mouth only slightly. Blue. Like… what? That’s the prompt. And so I look around the room every which way. Something… anything… okay, that lamp. No, not the lamp. The memory book on the desk…...

When You Don’t Have Any Answers

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Apr 23, 2015 | Faith, God Sized Dream, Guest

The words below are landing in thousands of inboxes today – not because of anything I’ve done but because Holley Gerth is about the sweetest person you’ll ever meet. If you’ve been reading here a while, today and kindly thank her for such a...

Today (I Have Some Things To Say)

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Apr 19, 2015 | Broken and Raw, Faith

I have some things to say. But first, let me share Lucy’s words. Or, well, a quote that Lucy sent my way: Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday, and all is well. We aren’t sure who said it but after receiving The Table in her inbox a month ago,...

Tomorrow {Five Minute Friday}

by Kaitlyn Bouchillon | Apr 16, 2015 | Brave, Faith, Five Minute Friday, Story

:: Edited note at the bottom :: 2015 has been good. But this particular week of it? Not so much. Relationships broke and I’ve watched another disintegrate while stuck behind glass doors, begging for a way to get through without cutting myself split wide....