This Is My Brave

This Is My Brave

My brave may not look like your brave. In fact, it probably won’t. We were driving along a winding road somewhere just north of Nashville when those words left my lips. With four girls in the car, we were going back and forth, offering opinions and wisdom to one...
So if Your Thighs Touch, This:

So if Your Thighs Touch, This:

These words were originally posted on my old blog back when that thing existed. I’m honored to have shared this post on the National Eating Disorder Information Centre site, too. And now here we are again, bathing suit season, and it just seems fitting to share...
How to Handle Change and New Beginnings

How to Handle Change and New Beginnings

There are two different kinds of “flying people.” There are those who smile with glee and sit on their hands to prevent from clapping over the adventure of it all, and then there are those whose knuckles turn white while gripping the awkwardly small...
out of darkness, light

out of darkness, light

“Well, there’s nothing interesting here.” Yeah, I’ve never been happier to be boring. The results came back, the scans are clean, and for the first time in five years I get a bit of a break before going back for more tests. You can tell me all...