Life Through the Eyes of My Adult Self Versus My Inner Child.
I was asked to write a post on my blog about life through my eyes. Although I welcome suggestions, this topic is probably the one that is hardest for me to write. I have written many posts about my struggles, but to describe what life feels like for me is incredibly...The Stories We Tell Ourselves
First grade was the first time in my life I felt understood. I loved everything about school. The snacks, the smell of mimeographed worksheets, learning how to read and write, the playground, and most of all, I loved my teacher Mrs. King. She was the first adult I had...