Like many women, my love affair with summer has been a journey. A long- sweaty, thigh chaffing- journey. Shorts, tank tops, bathing suits, I mean… it’s a lot to emotionally unpack, but once I did, can you even imagine how exciting that was for me?
When you hear the phrase "quality of life," it usually drums up some sort of terminal health scenario. When my grandma's cancer advanced, her "quality of life" was in the forefront of our minds as we made decisions and next steps. It's something you hear on prime time medical dramas as doctors stand over unresponsive [...]
I have had this window open for over a week. Every morning I walk into my office and click this tab to find a log in window pop up; “log in to save changes, click cancel to leave without saving.” I log in. […]
Every March I headed outside in a brand new bathing suit so Andy could quickly snap a photo of me in the frigid wind, my feet burning on the frozen ground, my pale skin all prickled and bumpy; all in the name of swimsuit confidence. […]