I am an avid storyteller that likes to write about anything that inspires me whether that comes from visiting the beach or blogging about what is on my mind.
Rose stood at her kitchen window watching the wind travel through her dormant garden. Winter was leaving. There would be no more stillness, no more waiting. The breeze of the new season stirred around the awaiting plants whispering a song of new beginnings. It began at the iron gates of the garden and flew down the stone paths, branching off down each new path of the garden. Rose watched it dance over the water fountain in the center of the garden that was currently iced over before heading towards the orchard. It ruffled each of the leaves of the fruit trees that stood ready to bear fruit once again. It left the trees and found the rows and rows of flowers that were eager to bloom even though they were still closed up tight. Rose lost the wind’s trail at the myriad of rose bushes before she spotted it again rustling through the vegetable beds. It climbed up and over the trellises before ending its journey at the wind chimes that were hanging outside the window where Rose was watching from.
I'm losing my Mind
I’m losing my mind. I’m losing my creativity, my imagination, my ability to pay attention. My favorite hobbies have become work, the thought of opening my laptop and writing something has become I’m losing my mind. I’m losing my creativity, my imagination, my ability to pay attention. My favorite hobbies have become work, the thought of opening my laptop and writing something has become intimidating when it was so easy before. I tell myself that I’ll write something tomorrow and that has turned into four months. I could blame all the stresses in life, but it is more than that. I am so overwhelmed with the overconsumption of media, it is hard for me to think for myself sometimes. One of the first pieces of advice I received in college was “Keep writing and if you are not writing, then read. Don’t waste your time on social media and by watching Tik Toks because those are not feeding your creativity.” And they were right. I used to be able to read a complete book series in a day, but now I can’t go a couple chapters without picking up my phone. Not even two hundred words in while writing this piece, I picked up my phone and started scrolling through Tik Tok. Do I retain anything that I see on Tik Tok or Facebook? Do I really remember video after video that I see in the span of 5 minutes? Absolutely not. Then why do I do it?
What to put in a Wedding Vow
The wedding is more than a year away, but the stresses of planning it is already overwhelming. The To Do lists seem endless with the vision boards, pricing packages, guest lists, diys, the budget, etc. I’ve had this fairytale wedding imagined since I was a a little girl. Lately I’ve been struggling with the what ifs and the what if its not what I imagined it too be. But I have to remind myself that our wedding will be for us and not for anyone else. It’s easy to forget the endgame and that is to get married. My fiancé and I are doing private wedding vows and working on those keeps me grounded throughout the wedding planning process. They remind me why I love him so much and no matter how the wedding comes together, it will end with us married.
A Fairytale Daydream
My eyes fluttered awake from the morning light as my dream quickly dissipated from my memory. Bits and pieces of castles and princes swam through my mind in one final lap before wishing me goodbye. I opened my eyes fully to see an angry green-eyed creature sitting on my chest and demanding that I pay attention to her. Maybe it wasn’t the morning light after all that interrupted my eventful dreams, it was just my impatient cat. Once my cat was fed was only when I could begin my morning, my very slow morning that is. Like most people, I can only move so fast without any caffeine. While the coffee pot was brewing, I turned on my favorite classical music station to romanticize my now calm morning as I waited for my coffee to finish. My world started to drift away as the falling weather and soothing music hypnotized me to a different place.
- Top Story - February 2023
A Love Letter Top Story - February 2023
Dear You, I more than often would catch myself staring at you wondering how I caught you. I must have tricked you somehow, I must have put on some illusion that was better than the real me. You ask me why I stare at you, and I always respond with “I just like looking at you,” but it’s so much more than that. I used to remind myself over and over again that I would find someone who loved me and would be with me forever; that there was no need to long for love, cause it would come. Now, I would look back at my younger self and say, “I told you so”. That moment is here, it’s been here all along. I know I didn’t trick you or fool you into believing I am someone I’m not. It’s truly me and I love you and you love me.
Life and Death Meet on Vacation
The tropical island was a sanctuary for families coming to escape their mundane lives that revolved around their work. It was a perfect place for people from all over the world to reside for a week. The all inclusive resort was nestled among the palm trees with the ocean as the background. There were loud children running back and forth from the snack shacks to the various pools that were located within eye sight of their parents. Everyone seemed to be here with someone except for Evangeline. She was perched on a bar stool in front of a slow bar that was located near an adult’s only pool. It provided a little distance from the children, but not from noise. The hot sun beat down on her body causing her ivory skin to glow. You would expect her skin to turn red, but she was used to hotter conditions. She lifted her face to the sun and felt the beams of light penetrate her closed eyes through her sunglasses. She wished that the sun would get hotter and melt away her stress from having to save humans on a day to day basis. She was a saving angel after all.
The Search for Power
The wind tousled my hair causing it to whip in my eyes as I stood at the edge. The dark clouds approaching me were signaling that it was time. Soon the skies would open up and let loose a torrent of rain. I wasn’t paying attention to that now, but to the dark waters stretching out in the horizon. I was alone, but this was the only place where I was didn’t feel insignificant. The growing storm and the mighty water below surrounded me in power that I couldn’t possess on my own.
I want to Create
“What do you want to do with your life?” “What are you passionate about?” “Have you chosen a career?” I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life or what I wanted in a career. People starting asking me this in high school long before graduation. I told myself that I had four years to think about it and that it will come to me eventually. Senior year, we all had to pick what we wanted to do, so I said marine biologist. Why not? I loved the ocean and learning about what swam under the waves. But realistically could I see myself doing that? No.
Iridescent, rare phenomenon in nature; Dazzling reign of flame!