While writing Gut Feeling, I mentally prepared myself for the whispers as I walked by, wives pulling their husbands a little closer, side-eyes from women who took pride in being the other woman and even being called a snitch. I was mentally prepared for judgement from people who didn’t know me and disappointment from those… Continue reading Filtered Smiles Hide My Unfiltered Truth
Great Grandma I know I know I know…I have no business writing this letter to you, especially since it’s my fault I miss you. I’m sorry. I have no excuse. You’re only two and a half hours away and I only seem to make it up there on your birthday and occasionally on Thanksgiving. I’m… Continue reading Day 15: The Person I Miss the Most
I know this is going to sound crazy, but it’s so hard being the “good girl”…The one people put up on a pedestal. I mean I feel like I can’t even make a mistake without it getting blown out of proportion. I can’t begin to tell you how many parents have come up to me and said “please don’t mess up; she really looks up to you.” Or “thank you for showing my daughter it’s ok to have standards.” You can’t begin to understand the amount of pressure that adds to my already crazy life. I understand that to whom much is given, much is required. And I also understand that once you’re put in a leadership position people are going to look up to you whether you want them to or not. I’m not complaining at all. I count it a privilege that young girls see me and say “if she did it so can I.” I love being the example.