BE FREE When I first started writing it was a therapy, a way for me to get all of my feelings out so they wouldn't explode on the world around me. Somewhere along the way, I started writing for other people, it was something I was good at and like the middle child stereotype suggests, … Continue reading Beginnings
It would be crazy for me to run down the street yelling about conversion to fitness. Right? Unlike the brave, door knocking Religious peddlers I have enjoyed in the past, I cringe at the idea of walking up to someone who "looks sad" and preaching on about the benefits of starting a journal. After … Continue reading WELCOME HOME BEAUTIFUL!