The Internet is a scary place. It’s filled with trolls and jerks and unhappy people looking to spread their unhappiness by commenting cruel things anonymously on other people’s work. I don’t think I’m popular enough on the Internet to feel the true brute force of the troll community, but I do get my fair... Continue Reading →
In the late summer of 2008, I was exactly where you are now. I was scared senseless at the prospect of college. I was an incoming freshman at the College of William & Mary in beautiful (but steamy hot in late August during move-in) Williamsburg. I didn’t fully understand how registering for classes worked yet.... Continue Reading →
“Do the thing that scares you.” And I don’t mean, “Oh I’m terrified of spiders so I should just go jump in a spider pit.” That’s different. That’s torture. Or sadomasochism. Or just BAD. What I mean is that many times we hide from the things in our life that require courage. Or perhaps... Continue Reading →
I’ll be upfront and honest here: I’m a crazy cat lady. I love cats. All cats. I’ll even run haphazardly across a busy street in pursuit of a stray kitty because I want to pet it. I have two cats. Truffles is 15 years old, a geriatric and squeaky-meowing calico. She loves to lick like... Continue Reading →
I’ve never been a “partier.” I was a bit of teetotaler for my first three years in college so I had no interest in going to a party where entertainment centered on drinking alcohol. I started to open up a little more during my senior year and drank minimally in social settings (although I can... Continue Reading →
I spent this gorgeous Memorial Day weekend in Williamsburg celebrating the marriage of my dear friends Evan and Sarah. It was a beautiful affair not just aesthetically but also in terms of the love that emanated from the happy couple, their family, and the gathered friends. I love weddings. Judging by Facebook (which we all... Continue Reading →
You know those picture perfect families? The ones that all go to church together and have regular family dinners even when the kids are grown and off living their own lives? The ones who call or text each other relatively regularly to catch up on life? The ones that miss each other if they’re... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago I was tasked with cleaning out my parents’ attic because it mostly contained my childhood paraphernalia (although my ability to determine it’s worth or throw-away-ability wasn’t that much better than my mom’s so I still wonder what the point of the whole ordeal was other than a strange form of torture.)... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow I turn 25. A quarter of a century. Halfway to 30. My mid-twenties. And I’m not very excited about it. It’s not that I think 25 is particularly old. I’ve still got five more years in my glorious twenties! (So there’s no need to worry, right?) But something still tugs at my subconscious,... Continue Reading →
When I learned of the Board’s decision to close Sweet Briar College, I was hit with a hard punch to my gut and hollowness in my chest. It wasn’t my alma mater—at least not my “academic” one, but Sweet Briar is, in a way, a “nourishing mother” to me because I’m from Amherst County. Sweet... Continue Reading →
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