When I was 9, we went on a family trip to the Wisconsin Dells with my cousins. It was the first summer without my sister, so we were still in a heavy grieving period... Go kart rides were in abundance, so that was the activity of choice. I got in the car and started racing… Continue reading Ride out the trauma
I'm the type of person who's always willing to put myself out there, meet new people and try new things. BUT, that doesn't mean it's always easy or enjoyable or comfortable. Sometimes I think, if you could only see or hear what's happening in my brain right now, you might be surprised... Ode to the… Continue reading Bust Out!