Dear Tomi

We haven’t met, and it’s likely that we never will. The chances of my words even reaching you are probably slim. That won’t stop me from sharing my piece. I’m writing this as I wait for photos to export so I can deliver wedding galleries to my clients, so I’m in a pretty good mood…

I do things alone.

When I lived in North Carolina, I learned to enjoy doing things alone. It’s pretty freeing, honestly. I don’t have to make sure my plans sound good to anyone else, I don’t have to worry about another person’s bodily functions. (This isn’t even about dating. Which, yes, is one of the strangest aspects of the…

My favorite F-word.

A little over a year ago, I started writing this blog post but I never shared it. Guess what? I just deleted that whole first draft and I’m going to start over because I grew as a person and that’s worth talking about. Hopefully it took you about ten seconds to figure out that my…

“I wasn’t put on this earth to look good in a swimsuit.”

In case you were/are freaked out by the picture, in no way is this a pregnancy announcement.  That’s a food baby combined with the fact that I needed to use the bathroom and I’m bloated because that is just what women’s bodies do sometimes. Let’s back up a little before I get into the knitty-gritty…