Dear Kelli, I miss you. I miss seeing you pop up in my Facebook feed. I miss how much you love my Abby, I miss your encouragement in my writing, but most of all, I miss seeing you. I miss that smile as bright as your long blond hair. I miss your hope and enthusiasm… Continue reading My letter to Kelli Stapleton, my friend.
I was scrolling through my brain of what has brought me to where I am in my life now. I tried to find a way to string together the commonality between the biggest bouts of growth I’ve had as person. I find myself today a different person than I was just a couple of years… Continue reading I hope you’re wrong.