Nothing’s Changed

It’s very difficult to concentrate right now.

I picked up my best friend after school and drove down to Springfield to see our friend from college that we haven’t seen in 4 years.

It’s such a good feeling to be sitting with these people who were along side me during some of the best years of my life.

How amazing is it to see someone after so long and it feels like nothing has changed.





It’s past 10 o’clock. I forgot to write yesterday and my mind has been several other places today. 

So, I’ll leave you with a picture celebrating 3/21, World Down Syndrome Day. ♡ I promise I’ll get back on my blogging game tomorrow. 


One day I took this personality quiz. It’s a famous one apparently. My brother, home from college, told me I needed to take it. I guess people have been using their personality letters as hashtags. I still don’t understand this hashtag thing…I’m pretty sure I use #love for everything.

Any who, it’s a pretty in depth personality test. My results?  INFP, oh wait, #INFP… A.K.A. I’m a “Mediator”. Who knew that only 7% of people who took this test are mediators? I surely didn’t.  As I read the many, many pages of information about this personality type, I started to agree out loud; “yup….oh goodness….hello, that’s me….oh boy”. Here’s what stood out to me:

“If they are not careful, INFPs can lose themselves in their quest for good and neglect the day-to-day upkeep that life demands.”

“Their unshaken belief that all people are inherently good, perhaps simply misunderstood, lends itself to an incredibly resilient attitude in the face of hardship.”

“INFPs often take their idealism too far, setting themselves up for disappointment as, again and again, evil things happen in the world.”

“… it’s as though INFPs like the idea of human contact, but not the reality of social contact.”

“INFPs take the time to understand those they care about, while at the same time helping them to learn, grow and change.”

These are only 5 sentences out of an 8 part explanation and although I didn’t agree with every section, the parts I did agree with provided me with this sense of reassurance of who I am and a possible reason for why I am the way I am.

Take the quiz (link below) and let me know what you think! I’m still skeptical. Anyone could relate to any personality in some sense, but if you go in with an open mind, you may just find out something new about yourself!

100 questions. Don’t think, just click. 7 minutes tops.

16 Personalities – Click here!






3/21 (tomorrow)

I’ve fallen asleep twice waiting for my battery to charge just enough to type a post and I’ll warn you now, I’m too tired to write much of anything, so here’s a post to remind you of what tomorrow is:

My alarms are set. All 7 of them.

My outfit it picked out. Including my two mismatched, crazy socks!!

Don’t forgot to show your support tomorrow and wear crazy, mismatched socks!!!!

Dear You. Whoever You may be.

“I know this transformation is painful, but you’re not falling apart; you’re just falling into something different, with a new capacity to be beautiful.”

Dear You,

You’ve been through a lot. You don’t need anyone to remind you of everything going on, but let someone (me) remind you of everything you’ve overcome:

You’ve overcome the fear of the unknown.

You’ve accomplished something you didn’t think you could do, nor wanted to do, but had to do.

You’ve created something new, something wonderful, without the help of anyone but yourself.

You’re figuring it all out. You’re learning and growing. Yes, the growing pains are very real and as overwhelmed as you become, you’ve learned ways to ground yourself and refocus.

You are balancing all parts of your life and to an outsider, they would think you have it all together.

You’ve built stronger relationships with those around you and stepped back from those holding you back.

You’ve made amazing gains. You’ve truly focused on what you needed.

Dearest You, whoever you may be, YOU are enough.

With love and support,

Someone who has been through their own stuff and wants to remind YOU of how well you’re rocking life.


Raw and Untitled

Somethings are better left unpublished.

Some stories are not meant to be shared with the world, even if the world is only the people who read your blog between March 1st and March 31st.

However, some days, those stories are the ones seeping out of my fingers and I find myself typing words, sentences, paragraphs of these stories, then fiercely backspacing once I realize what I’ve done.

Now, don’t assume these are bad stories, most, certainly, are not. They are stories that deserve to be shared with faces, not screens. They are to be talked about in small kitchens with steaming cups of tea and a best friend across the table. They are meant to be shared with loved ones; people who have seen your past, know your baggage, and accept the imperfectly perfect person you are.  They are to be shared without editing or revising, or thinking of who may be in the audience-raw and untitled.





Help. It’s a hair thing. 

Ever wake up and think, I should cut all my hair  off

I’ve been going back and forth about cutting my hair for a long time. Currently, my hair is about chest length. My hair has been as short as my chin and as long as my mid-to-low back. It’s also been platinum blonde, jet black, purple, red, and every color in between. There’s something about a shorter, almost a pixie cut, style that has really caught my eye lately. 

But, I can’t commit. “It’s only hair, it will grow,” they all say, but what if I chop it all off and I look Britney Spears circa 2007?!  

Anyone out there who has gone through a crazy hair transformation? I need help.