Chance Colleen

4:23 am and I am sitting in the Indianapolis airport, maybe this will become a new thing? (Reference to a prior post about traveling to Oregon). I was hoping and praying that this trip would not be like last in the sense that I would be delayed, delayed, delayed, and then cancelled. I was right!…for…

1. First thing being how much I love her. I could sit here and type for hours trying to convince you guys of how much I love that little person, but my hands, and your eyes would grow tired. 2. She has taught me more about patient and forgiveness than anyone ever could. We are…

They come far and few between for some of us, but when they arrive…they knock hard at our doors. Lately, I have been one of those that has their happy days few and far between. But let me tell you something so beautiful about those happy days. They make me feel like I can climb…

Messy: carelessly made or done : not careful or precise No one wants to live a “messy,” life do they? No one wants to live a life that is not careful, or not precise…do they? WE ALL LIVE A MESSY LIFE ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.  I am someone who has fought the idea of living a…

No, no it does not. Today marks 49 months since I last saw my gorgeous mother. I had been at war with myself as to if posting something this serious so soon in my blogging journey was appropriate or not. I came to the conclusion that this is a blog for me to write the…

It took me, as it does everyone else, four long years to climb the food chain and become a senior in high school. When that day finally came I walked through the halls, head up, eyes wide and expecting people to move out of my way. They did, well the freshman anyways (those poor children).…

What a wonderful week it has been! Although getting here was rough, being here has been nothing less than amazing. The things that I have learned in the last five days are things I will hold onto for a very long time. Upon arrival I knew that Portland is a city I would fall in…

It is currently 6:16am, and I have been up for 24 hours or more. For over a year now I have been planning to visit one of my battle buddies (army terms for friend), who lives out in Portland, Oregon. She and I have been in continuous contact since basic training graduation last August. I…

Such a silly question, isn’t it? When someone starts a very long, (sometimes dramatic…most of the time dramatic) story, they always start with the question, “Where do I begin?” I would like to start my story in a very simplistic fashion. I’m very invested in this. Blogging, that is. I’d like to accomplish a few…