You matter. It really pains me to see an extreme lack of purpose in the world today. It seems like left and right, people are taking their own lives or taking the lives of others. It’s really scary stuff, and if I’m being honest I don’t like talking about it, or even writing about
Have you ever been forgotten? Maybe your mom forgot to pick you up from elementary school? Or maybe you weren’t invited to the party all of your friends were at? If I’m being completely honest, sometimes I feel forgotten by God. I will pray, and pray, and pray, and pray some more,
photography: anika samantha headshots One of my biggest passions is theatre. Ever since I was a kid the stage has been my second home. It’s a place where I can leave myself behind and let a new person begin. As my anxieties, stresses, and burdens fall to the floor, I am able to embrace
I changed my name. At the beginning of the year I wrote out a few goals that I had for the new year. One of them read “don’t lose sight of what’s truly important”. This has been clinging to my heart ever since i scribbled those words into my notebook. A few weeks
Photos by: Isabella Gutierezz Tonight was one of the coolest nights of my life; seriously. I went with some people from my church to a local beach to hand out bags with granola bars, water, socks, etc. to homeless people. We each split off into groups and walked around to look for people we
Photos by: Isabella Gutierezz So I got a new beanie the other day. Let me just say; it is the perfect beanie. I always find that beanies never fit my head correctly and they always make my head itchy. This beanie is exactly the opposite; it is perfectly fitted to my head and it is
Throughout these past few months I have held one word near to my heart: Courage. It seems like everyday I pick up my bible the phrase “have courage” is plastered on every page. As if the words spring into the air and land straight into my soul. I have anxiety. That is just part of
What are your New Year’s resolutions? I’m pretty sure just about all of us get asked this question at some point around this time of year. If we’re all honest with ourselves this is a pretty loaded and stressful question. It feels like this is our one and only chance to make a change in
dear fall, it’s been a wild ride. and i’ve learned a heck of a lot. i’ve learned about hard work, junior year is no joke. i thought it wouldn’t be that bad, but 7 classes later i realized, it’s that bad. and the pressure of college is constantly on my mind. i’ve also learned about
I’m broken. Like super broken. You are too. We all are. No matter how hard we try to be perfect, we can’t be. It is impossible. It is not who we are. It doesn’t matter how I look, who my friends are, what clothes I wear, what sport I play or don’t play, or what my Instagram feed looks like; I’m broken.
