I think I began decorating in early grade school. I clearly remember drawing a dividing line down the middle of the room that I shared with my sister, and guarding the tidiness, organization, and flow of my half of the space. My tomboy self lived outdoors on the acres of land that my parents owned,... Continue Reading →
Friday Favorites
In this season of writing little and living lots, I realize that I've changed. Perhaps more than I even fully appreciate yet. But haven't we all? When I first began blogging, I was fresh out of college at the mature age of 20 and immersed in my first teaching job. I. HAD. NO. CLUE. WHAT.... Continue Reading →