My Life In A Not-So-Nutshell

I originally wrote this post in the midst of a time when I was feeling guilty. Guilty for things I shouldn't have felt guilty for, but by the laws of genetics and basic human nature, if I do something I want  to do for me,  it undoubtedly eats at me. So now, this post is dedicated to all the people of the world (mainly my loved ones) who have felt like they needed to apologize... apologize for something you should've never in any way, shape, or form felt guilty about. I think we all feel the need to apologize everyday. Maybe you didn't hold that door for someone behind you, maybe you had yourself one too many the night before, maybe you said something you really didn't wholeheartedly mean to someone who wholeheartedly didn't deserve it. I think it happens to the best of us. I think someone, some thing makes us feel unknowingly liable everyday; and that is what I am here to talk about. I usually have some big revelation in which I write about (and, if you've

I should begin with a disclaimer: I didn't win anything tangible. You cannot touch what I won this past weekend. You cannot feel it unless you've experienced it. It's not something you can pick up and set down. And that's more than okay with me. I competed in a pageant this last weekend. Like I said in my previous post, I competed alongside 16 other beautiful, talented, incredibly intelligent young women. They are some of the most distinguished human beings I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, and I can safely say I have 16 new friends. Ladies, you were all wonderful. You are all unique in your own way, and spending time together this past week was exactly what I needed. Thank you all for being you. I don't think I'm a complete cynic. I really do believe in fate. I believe I've met the people I've met for a reason, and they all have had or have a reason for being present in my life at one point or another. Some have taught me a lot about love. So