Dearest readers, "Let's just try!" The three most exhausting and terrifying words my husband tells me about every time we are at a sporting event. Or Disneyworld. Or a concert. Or a place with a VIP area. Or pretty much anywhere there is opportunity for a better view. PLEASE, God. Make me invisible. I got…
Dearest narrators, I like happy stories. They are so easy to narrate. I didn't write Mary Poppins, but I can narrate every event by saying that even when Mr. Banks was mean and dismissive to his children, it was because Mary Poppins needed to come in to save the family. All along, the author knew…
To my best friend, Every Lucy needs an Ethel. And this one is to mine. Clink, clink. I can’t stand the cheesy and vague words that roll out of people’s mouths after that glass clinks. Toasts can be painfully boring and long. Sometimes empty and broad. Absolutely always cheesy. However, as I have gotten older,…
Dearest Readers, On April 9, 2019, I wrote one of the ugliest journal entries ever. I was the closest I had ever come to making the decision to share my writing, and then, it crept in. It always does. Shame. Shame loves to eat away at every motivating moment I have. Here is just an…
Dearest readers, haters who don't know me, It happens every time. I sit myself down at a restaurant, glaze over the menu for a few minutes, and come to my regular decision about what to order. As the waiter comes around, I avoid eye contact as to not be the first one to order. The…
Dearest Readers, I was sitting on the beach reading an article in a magazine that struck my eye: 'Getting Sober-Curious is the New Dry January.' Naturally, that phrase caught my eye - "sober curious." It basically says that instead of going completely sober, go 'sober curious', or every time you want to pour a glass of alcohol,…
For Dad on Father's Day, From Your Daughter To daughters who may have lost a father in body or relationship, I hope this letter does nothing but remind you of the love your Heavenly Father has for you. Dearest Dads, Today is your day, where all the sons and daughters post their pictures, sign their…
