I feel like I have never had a real family. Part of me wonders if I was ever adored by my parents in the way that I see kids being treated when I'm around my friend's families. I want that experience so much, and I know that my experience of it will not be had … Continue reading Family


"You're a lot more punk rock than I am," says Amy. I frown a little and look at the crowd at the Mest concert, who all look a whole lot more punk than me... "I'm punk by church standards, but not by concert standards." That gives you a bit of a glimpse into where I … Continue reading Music


I was raised to be proud and stubborn, taught to keep my feelings inside and not let anyone see my weaknesses. This has meant that a lesson that will take a lifetime to learn is that of letting go of it all and letting God work in my weakness as opposed to displaying my own … Continue reading Pride