Smile. Hold It. A friend recently suggested we take a selfie. Ugh. She’s got a half decade on me and somehow manages to look like my baby sister in every photo. Anyone that knows me is aware that I’ve never been a fan of photos. Not in my twenties. Not in my forties. Not even …
There comes a point in life when you realize you’re attending more funerals than birthday parties. (Well, not me, but most.) For me, it’s scrolling through phone contacts and realizing how many of them are gone. It’s not something anyone warns you about when you’re young. When you’re twenty-five, your social calendar is weddings, baby …
Remember when you were young and every little thing felt like the end of the world? Life was over because someone didn’t call. Life was over because a relationship ended. Life was over because your boss looked at you funny. Life was over because your feelings got hurt, your plans fell apart, or somebody had …