I thought it was the perfect bonding moment– Nolan and I at the OC fair; his first time – and we "won" a goldfish. Obviously, I expected this since it’s basically happened from the beginning of time. Every single fair insists on blessing each visitor with a fish.
I felt like I could fly. My heart pounds with excitement just remembering that run. It wasn’t the longest run I’ve done, but it was the best- the most reassuring and proof of my progress. Such was the way I ended my first month of training.
I've always been conscientious of how to handle my Epilepsy in public, but never truly self-conscious...
As my husband and I celebrate our 5 year wedding anniversary, I’d like to address a statement one of my close, single friends shared with me. He said, “When you get married, you suddenly lose your freedom. Gone.”
I’d like to start off with “we’ve all been there” but it’s probably more appropriate to begin- “Some of you have been there”; the feeling of overwhelming emotion when you’ve had just a taaaad too much to drink and you’re not used to the wave of spirits you’ve consumed in celebration. Yep, that was me... Continue Reading →