“Do you want me to write you a thank you card, too?” my mother asked. “For what?” I asked, confused.… Read more 37 years
Category: thirties
I think summer is afraid of commitment, too.
Maybe it’s because the digits representing my time on this Earth are getting steeper, but I feel like every year… Read more I think summer is afraid of commitment, too.
but you’re not a journalist + other so-called bitterness
Get ready to ramble… I mentioned in a previous post how I have been meeting with other writers that I… Read more but you’re not a journalist + other so-called bitterness
what does success mean, anyway?
“It looks like you’re doing well for yourself – you’ve become successful.” These words, spoken by a friend I hadn’t… Read more what does success mean, anyway?
Belated life lessons of a thirty-something.
Originally posted on Beth Kilkenny:
This last year has been a great time for my ‘personal growth.’ I do feel a…
Thirty-Five: A Scary Story
A version of this post originally appeared on Elite Daily. I can’t tell which one looks more frightening: the actual… Read more Thirty-Five: A Scary Story
