A Day In My Life After the Restoration: Part 2

On rainy nights, I see myself staying in the cabin with my parents, falling asleep to the peaceful sound of rain through the window. But most nights, I might strike out for the woods and sleep under the stars, where Gilbert, Snickers and Aslan, or if their souls aren’t eternal like those of humans, than … Continue reading A Day In My Life After the Restoration: Part 2

I Don’t Want to Play the Game

On Monday January 28, our community woke up to a snowstorm. It seemed every school and business decided to close except the office where I work. I felt bad that my mom had to get outside early and shovel the snow off of our driveway because the neighbor we contract with to plow our driveway … Continue reading I Don’t Want to Play the Game

Please Take Off My Leash

I have needed to write a post like this for years, but have been hesitant to do so. Part of this hesitation has been due to the fact that I lacked the words to explain my feelings, and then I was afraid I lacked the maturity to express my feelings in a calm, intelligent and … Continue reading Please Take Off My Leash

Practical Implications of the Restoration: Part 2

This past Thanksgiving, my sister and her husband offered to host Thanksgiving because they live in the heart of New York City and ever since I was in a choir that was invited to sing at Carnegie Hall in 2005, my parents and I had wanted to experience the Thanksgiving festivities in New York City … Continue reading Practical Implications of the Restoration: Part 2

Blogging Against Disablism Day 2013: Stop Doing More with Less

Last year on May 13, I graduated from college with a Bachelor’s degree in communication with a journalism emphasis. Today, May 1, 2013, almost a year later, I still do not have a job. My parents constantly remind me this is nothing to be ashamed of. There is a good chance that I wouldn’t have … Continue reading Blogging Against Disablism Day 2013: Stop Doing More with Less

Thoughts on Voting and Trust

On April 3, our state’s presidential primary was held, and on the way home from class that afternoon, I voted. Actually, it would be more accurate to say I trusted my mom to cast a ballot for me.      I had been looking forward to voting ever since my dad went to vote in the … Continue reading Thoughts on Voting and Trust