Valentine's Day

Alone but not lonely these words have two distinct meanings. It took me a while to be able to distinguish between these two words. Valentine’s day is today and depending on your current relationship status you’re either excited, dreading it or you might not care either way. I know that for many single females the days leading up to V-day tend to remind them that they won’t be celebrating with a partner.
Recently females have begun to celebrate galantines day (on the day before Valentine’s day) which celebrates friendship between females- which in no means am I discouraging. I currently am not celebrating either holiday, and that’s alright. I recently had a surgery to remove a large kidney stone, and I have class work to catch up on. However I’d be lying if I said that a part of me doesn’t get slightly envious when I see the cute pictures from the galantine’s event posted on Instagram, but this feeling only stays for a few seconds.
In the past few months I’ve undergone many changes, …


It’s no secret- human life is uncomfortable- it’s guaranteed. I’m not a pessimist, while I can be I’d like to say I‘m more of a realist. However, I make this claim with certainty in the bible it says “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
I assume that many people know of this bible verse. I am not a theologist, but I felt the need to share this verse yet again; after it guarantees all the promises of God, and his purpose in our lives- to give US- yes us sinners a future. This verse has offered and still offers hope to many Christians around the world, and I hope that in times of trouble you will find peace in these words.
This uncomfortable feeling originates back to the Garden of Eden. If you remember from Sunday School (don‘t worry if you didn‘t go to Sunday School I’ll fill you in). Adam and Eve the first human creations made from the hand of God, the Creator himself…


Sleep and I do not get along. We have a history as well as a very complex relationship. This bad relationship with sleep started at a young age. Why though why is sleep so difficult for me? Is it my ADHD? My trauma from being a sick child? From a young age I hated being in the dark (I had night lights and even left the light on inside my closet). I also hated the feeling of being alone. My mom and dad bought me a big cd player so that I could fall asleep to music. Oh and speaking of that I LOVED sleeping in their bed far past the “normal age” where that stops. They had to create a calendar where I would get a sticker for every night I spent in my own bed, then once I got a certain number, I got some sort of Barbie prize I wanted.
That was when I was in kindergarten, oh no the sleep mishaps don’t end there. During my parents’ divorce, I would often beg to sleep in my mom’s room (and most of the time it worked). Once she started dating my now stepdad that changed. I remember distinctly o…