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You are my friend, my bud, my gal pal, and best of all, my sister. You accepted me from the very beginning and loved me with a fury that could only be from that of someone who truly liked me and wanted to be my friend. From the first day, you made an effort to… Continue reading A Letter to My Boyfriend’s Sister
I chose MUW solely for the history. Call me crazy, impulsive — what ever you’d like. But the richness of Columbus and the opportunities for exploring in this city are absolutely endless. Even streets I’ve been down 10000000 times still have something new every… Continue reading Pilgrimage : Freshman Year
I read a post earlier this week where the writer talked about how scary it was that she almost settled. It got me thinking— had I settled? Was I giving up just because I didn’t have that fairy-tale love story that everyone else who’s in love does? But then I remembered that I do—… Continue reading Stop Trying to Find Your Prince Charming
I’m an English major, but my heart rests in Education.
October of my freshman year of college, my nurse practitioner diagnosed me with a panic disorder and clinical depression. (I wrote about my experience with that in a post you can access here). I’d been suffering from severe anxiety attacks and crippling homesickness since I’d started school in August and I had done everything I… Continue reading why it’s important that you pray for your future roommate
I have gone 18 years without being laughed at for my beliefs, but a month and a half into college life, and already I’ve been smothered, strangled, stifled, and stomped out when I tried to speak up about what I believed and why I believed it by the very ones who preach tolerance, equality, and free-speech for all.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve gotten to a point in my life where I’m sick and tired of the devil stealing my joy, killing my hope, and destroying my relationships because of the insecurities, inadequacies, and indecencies he plants in my mind.
The devil is not God.
Let me say it again for the people in the back: The devil is NOT God.
No matter how much he tries, he’s not omnipotent. He’s not omniscient. He’s not omnipresent. He can’t get into your heart. He may make you think horrible, terrible, heart-breaking thoughts, but the devil can’t control your heart, no matter how hard he tries.
Let me tell you a little something about my God: My God is mighty. My God is all-powerful, all-knowing, all-seeing. My God created the winds and the seas and the stars and the trees and he did it all by speaking them into existence. My God formed me perfectly in my mother’s womb. Each… Continue reading A Word of Encouragement for Those Who Have Forgotten Who Their Father Is:
I met the “great love-of-my-life” on my 16th birthday. Brawny and bumbling and blushing, he stumbled into the alcove where my current friends and I were laughing and chatting about the day’s events. He giggled like a bear (low, grumbly) and I was smitten. He had a head full of hair that would put a… Continue reading Why I Wish I Would Have Saved My First Love
To Secretary Clinton & Mr. Trump: “Love Trumps Hate.” Does it really? A clever play-on-words created by an experienced word-weaver, the phrase is more often used as a tactic of destruction rather than that of benevolence. One of you declares his love for the minority; the other makes well-known his amnesty toward the radicals: Polar… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Future President of the United States