as many of you know, writing is my passion. long before i fell in love with running, i always loved to paint my world with the magic of words. it’s where my heart finds its true joy; what sets my soul afire. it’s where i struggle with the truest way to let the world see just who i really am.
i love blogging, but even more, i love writing memoirs & poetry & creative pieces. i need that means of release of self; that freedom to dig deep and put my very soul into words as best as i can in that moment.
and what i have to give, may it always be enough.
what sparked this post: i published a new piece last night on MOGUL: What Moving to a Different Place Can Teach You. every time i finish a new memoir-style piece, i feel like a weight has been lifted; like a part of myself that wanted release finally found it. i think we all need something in our life that gives us this feeling.
please take the time to read me if you have a moment (and the desire to!), and let me know what you think (either by commenting there or here).
thanks, friends. ❤
I read your piece this morning but didn’t have a chance to comment!! It was beautiful. I didn’t know that you picked up and just moved away like that before, so inspiring! I often wonder what it would be like if my husband and I did that one of these days… 😉
Thank you, Allison! Yes, it’s crazy to think about that first move out west — I had no idea what I was doing, honestly. I’d do it again, though — with the boy this time. We’ll see what life brings. 🙂
loved it!
Love your writing. Always refreshing!
Thanks so much, Sarah. 🙂
Gorgeous piece and writing! xx
Thank you, Jane!