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This last month has been a little bit wild. I spent a lot of time thinking about what I was thinking about how I wanted to live this last year of my twenties. I’m starting it off strong with a hair appointment and then a new tattoo a few days later. Well, technically two. My…
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My local theatre is putting on Dear Evan Hansen. I’d never seen it before, but I knew the story. I was so excited to see it. I had been looking forward to it for weeks. But I had no idea how hard it would hit me at the end of the show. Before I tell…
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We all have that one era of music, no matter the genre, that has us in an absolute chokehold. That one era of music we always gravitate to because it feels like home. It should be no surprise that for me that’s the powerhouse era of ’90s country. This year I have the incredible opportunity…
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Hey friends. My life has been crazy. But I’m still right here. And I’m a little triggered, to be honest, but not necessarily in a bad way. When we hear the word “triggered” we typically associate it with a downward spiral. We associate it with feeling of hopelessness and unworthiness. But the “triggered” I’m feeling…
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Alright y’all. Sorry for the late post this week. I was busy putting finishing touches on part of my manuscript to send to my editor/proofreader. Yeah. I actually hired one. Insane, I know. It feels like I’ve handed over a piece of my soul. It feels jarring. I’m nervous as can be because what do…
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Hey friends. Still can’t write that Reba react. I think that the song has broken my brain in the best possible way. Or worst possible way, I guess it just depends on how you want to look at it. I’m actually stepping back into an old skin this week. I’m stepping back into the pulpit…
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Okay, here’s the deal y’all. I’m in the middle of a couple of different things. On top of all of that, I’m currently waiting (rather impatiently) for a formal ADHD diagnosis (expected June 11) and it has been suggested that I stop using my coping mechanisms to just do all the things and to let…
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Most days I don’t complain about my ability to hear the different pieces of a song. Most days I’m just thankful to have something that I connect so deeply to. This Memorial Day weekend I spent locked up in my house. I spent the weekend writing and editing pieces of “What Surrendered.” I’m starting to…
