Let Me Fail, Let Me Fall
I grew up in a household where making the safe choice was seemingly prized over taking the risk. My parents worked hard to provide their …
I grew up in a household where making the safe choice was seemingly prized over taking the risk. My parents worked hard to provide their …
I’ve been listening to Ben Rector’s “The Best is Yet To Come” on repeat since it came out a few weeks ago. It felt so …
What a year it was, and a year it will be. I’m still not sure how we got to 2022, and yet here we are. …
I saw this quote the other day- “If you love a medical are worker, pray daily that God will renew they passion, joy, and contentment …
It’s 9pm and I’m sitting at my window watching the commotion outside my window. It’s the first festival in the North End since I moved …
The past few weeks I have not felt myself, or rather the myself I like to think or me as. I have felt down, disconnected, …
As I mentioned, it was walking down the streets of Boston that I first discovered what felt like true joy. This is not to say …
You want to know the truth? I miss home. I miss the feeling of having family close by, of being part of a bigger unit, …
It’s 8:30, but my day is ending, another day spent over 24 hrs. One that happens at least once a week or once a month. …
After a year that feels so broken, I hope that this year brings more light.