A Letter to Mama

I miss you so much, Mama. Things have changed so much ever since you left. I wish we could curl up into the warm, satin edged blankets on your bed, and talk about it all together, while probably watching some HGTV. But of course, we can’t. I wish we could talk about how magical Christmas…

Nonexistent English Words

There are many things that you could say I am “obsessed” with. I prefer the term infatuated, but either works. There are bands in general, which I am constantly finding more and more I love. Writing, obviously. Listening to music, which I always do, even to fall asleep. The “obsession” the post focuses on though,…

Not About Angels

As some of you may know, “Not About Angels” is a song by 18 year old British phenomenon, Birdy. It was used in the soundtrack for the newly produced, book based The Fault In Our Stars movie. That book happened to be my favorite book, and one of my favorite actresses and favorite actor starred…

Pain is like time…

My life has a habit of slowly building itself backup, little by little, but finally when I actually believe things may have changed, everything gets knocked down, with an uncanny resemblance to Jenga. One piece gets pulled out of my life and I am worse off than when I started. It is extremely hard for…

Anne’s Warriors

Every year for the past 5 or so, my family has participated in the Komen Race For The Cure. It is such an amazing and uplifting experience, and I enjoy every minute of it. It is so beautiful, to see the seemingly infinite sea of people, supporting the cause. What I have always loved, is seeing the…

Formal Fantasies

As most people know, schools tend to have an 8th Grade Formal Dance at the end of the year for the graduates, and mine happened to be Friday. It was so amazing, and was everything I was hoping for. I will elaborate more in a later post, because I know all everyone is waiting for…

Formally Estatic

Tonight is the night I have been dreaming of ever since I was a mere little 3rd grader. I have always imagined what my dress would look like, which of my friends my friends would be going, how my hair would be styled, what music would be playing, and the pure enchanting essence of formal…

Thank You, 8th Grade.

8th grade has probably been one of the most eventful years in middle school for me (and right behind it would be 6th grade, consisting of my mom’s re-diagnoses and homeschooling). I have met so many amazing people this year and have seen new sides of life I had never thought about before. This year…