words are my habit.
i’ve come to really enjoy this song by need to breathe. and now, as i make my way to slumberville, i’m remembering the beauty i’ve recently experienced:
girlfriend time
a reminder that my man knows me well
leaving work before it’s pitch black outside
inspiration
God’s unconditional love as evidenced by all of the above and more…
I’m that person who looks around O’Hare wondering who I know because there must be someone; the world isn’t that big, right? If I could page the entire airport, I would. “Hi folks. My name is Michaela Lawrence Jeffery. At least one of you knows me. Meet me in the F gates.” Twice. Twice I’ve […]
The event in this early stage of an essay took place several years ago. One day I’ll finish the essay. The heaviness I felt that afternoon is one I may not forget. So much, perhaps even everything, felt impossible. I’m not sure why I decided to go to a craft store. Did I believe I’d […]
The writing gurus say not to write about the pain when it is fresh. By that they do not mean not to write about it at all, but not to share it just yet when your skin is still hot, when your brain is still hot. Don’t share it when you’re still on fire. I’ve […]
ur always so positive! love it. and love needtobreathe boys. good pick!
ur always so positive! love it. and love needtobreathe boys. good pick!