The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!
I stare at the elf on the shelf, and he stares back at me. His beady eyes peering straight into my soul with a smug expression that lets...
Seasons of change
The thermometer on my car reads 108 degrees F. I snicker to myself, crank up the AC, and order the first pumpkin spice latte, with the...
Getting slapped in the face with a keyboard
I have always found the mountains to be comforting. Never have I been intimidated by their jagged peaks or rugged edges. They don’t feel...
The one about friendship
I stopped and gawked at a social media post today about friendship. The breakdown of the post was that if you feel like you are nervous...
Grab that bull by the horns..
I’ve always been intrigued by those mechanical bulls. Something about the wild abandon of jumping on, my blonde hair flawlessly flowing...
You, Part 3
I stood there, holding a fresh latte for you as we passed. You headed out from the night shift, and me heading on to the day shift. You...
Myth Busters
It must have been an article I read or at very least a conspiracy theory Facebook post, but recently I came across an article that stated...
The Accidental CEO
I opened my own anesthesia business one day on accident. Read that sentence again because it makes zero sense. I recently left a cushy W2...
Support, Encouragement, and Hope
As a brand new nurse I never understood the dog eat dog mentality my fellow colleagues had. I started my career working on a medical...
Truth Telling Thursdays
Blogging is weird, my dear reader. I feel as if I am schizophrenic, trying to formulate the perfect conversation with myself... One of my...
You, Part 2 (the formal dissertation phase)
It's a symptom, I tell myself on repeat. My own words becoming a mantra. My research finding on self-assessed confidence levels, my...
You, Part 1
I remember him standing there telling the story, with a million-dollar grin and perfectly white teeth. He was the kind of man who life...
Blogging: Legal AND encouraged voyeurism
I love to walk around my neighborhood at night, just about the time the sun sets. My neighbors have their lights on and their curtains...














