I had forgotten about the fireflies. The tiny little firecrackers that lit up my grandparents’ backyard and once flooded my memories of childhood summers, with their little sacs of glowing goo that sometimes streaked the jar I caught them in to win a slushy from the 7/11 gas station. I forgot that they fly here, too. In fact, … More The Flash of the Firefly
A candle flickers on the table before me, and I leisurely take another sip of my wine. I’ve been sitting in my apartment, freshly cleaned as of this morning, for a few hours now, as I think over the events of the weekend and flip through my new e.e. cummings book. I love Sundays. I always … More Being Relational in Different Cultural Contexts
The apartment smells like freshly brewed coffee. The smell infiltrates every corner of my new little apartment, seeping out of the French press I left on the counter and the cup that sits next to me on the table. Sunlight is streaming in the window, despite the floaty, thin, white curtains that hang loosely to the … More Falling in Love with Paris All Over Again
It is morning and I’m alone. In France. In Paris to be exact. This is the point at which you can cue the squealing girl sounds in your head, because these facts alone have me so excited I could hardly sleep this morning. My family left at 5am to catch their flight back to the … More Paris: A Legacy, A Home, and the Unknown
The primary reason that I’ve created this blog is so that I can examine and share thoughts on material that we’ll cover in my Social Media for Public Relations class this fall. I obviously haven’t had any posts as of yet that have related directly to that class, but I’m really excited to start picking … More Tying It All Together
The Transition Artist 