Thursday 4:20AM. My alarm goes off, and I drag myself out of bed to start work. I sit down at the dining room table, my makeshift office, type in the password to my laptop to login. It doesn’t work. I try it again, and again. Password Incorrect. I email my boss who is in Vancouver, … More Finding peace in the midst of loss.
There are many horrifying things people find out about me. I call them “The most offensive facts about myself.” The top most offensive fact about me would be that I strongly dislike cheesecake. I eat everything and anything. I can fake enjoying a lot of things, so I won’t say I hate cheesecake, but it … More Wisemen.
I don’t make enough time to spend with God in the day. Between having this 8-4 job, tutoring, volunteering and trying to fit in a couple of workouts in a week, it’s hard. I refuse to sacrifice sleep, which may seem petty, but I just have to face the facts that my whole self … More Rush Hour.