Micro, Miles, and Mercy

I know I have said this before on this blog, but I will say it again, I don’t relate very well to the concept of “the strong, independent woman.” This is not to say that if you do you are wrong, I just have never felt like I have much in common with her. I think this has to do, in large part, with the fact that I greatly value vulnerability in people. I always find myself more drawn to, and more encouraged by, people who are willing to admit they have weakness in their life. It is my observation that I am not the only person who sees great strength in those who are willing to be transparent in their weakness. So, it shocks me how often the image of the “do-it-all, strong woman” is revered in popular culture. Can I just go ahead and be honest? I can’t keep up with my life. I can’t do it all… hell, I can’t even do one-quarter of the things I should be doing. I am not, as they say, “killing it.” Up until last week, that fact was sucking my spirit dry. I have been driving m

My sweet baby E, Right now your life is just beginning, and you already have such a spirit in you. I can't help but stand in amazement of how much you already impress me. I want nothing but the best for you, but life is not made that way. You have a long way to go, as do I, and this thing called life is unpredictable. So, let me give you some advice from my first 30 years in this world. Your youth is so precious:  There will come a day for you when your present will no longer be the moment that will consume your thoughts. Your future will become more interesting to you and you will begin looking forward. Dream big, sweet girl, but don’t become so interested in your dreams that you miss your present blessings. Remember that with every single milestone you hit you have also reached a point where you can no longer turn back. I know it will be hard for you to believe, but the day will also come where you will wish you could go back. Your childhood is such a sweet moment in

This blog is best if read while listening to Figure Me out by The Summer Set. As most of you know, I recently turned 30!   I had a tough time with this.   Yep, for some reason turning 30 didn’t feel all that great to me.   Now, I know all of the things people say about turning 30, and I also realize that—for the most part—they are correct.   Yet, I still am not 100% loving it. That being said, there is something about celebrating 30 years of a life.   I have experienced a lot of things, I have learned a lot, and there has been a whole lot of joy.   However, a lot of things have changed as well.   So, what follows are my thoughts on being 30, being single, owning my first home, and life in general. 1)     Washing my hair and putting on make-up has become a real struggle.   Honestly, I am just as over it as other women my age, but attempting to figure out how much I should be still trying brings a new level of struggle to it…and it is so real. 2)     My back hurts, l