My Life. My Blog.

Lately I’ve been struggling between my responsibility to my family and to myself. Who comes first? I’ve always been a family girl, most of my days in Ohio are spent playing games and laughing with my family. I love them with my whole heart. I’ve been blessed to grow up in a tight knit community. This is the longest time I’ve ever been away from them. When I started traveling, they all wanted a date that I’d be back. In my head, 9 months was long enough. I thought by September

If you would’ve asked me 4 years ago what my life plan was, I would have probably given you a pretty defined answer. I wanted to land a job that paid well and would relocate me. My top priorities were money and growth opportunities in a stable career. Why is that? Society tells us that security is the most important and happiness can only sprout from this. It teaches us to associate safety and comfort with money and fulfillment with belongings- all things we’re told a job wil

What happens when a person simultaneously has a fear of missing out and a fear of disappointing herself? She gets overwhelmed easily, spends maybe too much time in reflection trying to make sense of the confusion, and then she writes about it. As a bubbly solo traveler, this looks like saying yes to a night full of plans even when I know I won’t have fun. I say yes, then have a terrible time. The entire night, I kick myself for not having more fun, for not talking to more peo