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I’m sitting in the Park-n-Ride parking lot eating Chinese food out of a paper box because home doesn’t feel like…

This morning I woke up with that familiar weight sitting beneath my ribs—an ache I’ve tried so hard to pretend…

I love mornings like this — quiet, still, untouched. The snow laying its soft, safe blanket over the earth, the…

Thanksgiving has come and gone, and for the first time in a while, I’m genuinely excited to go home. I’m…

Ever since I was little, I dreamed of a home. A real one. A place that felt warm and steady,…

I want to stop writing about you. Truly. I want my journal to finally become a place for the parts…

I don’t even know where to put all of this anymore. The emotions, the confusion, the hurt — they feel…

Tonight, as we drive back toward Colorado, I can’t shake the storm inside my chest. It feels ugly and heavy,…

I’m on my way home now, and I don’t feel as happy about it as I thought I would. Maybe…

Tonight in the tree, another hunt was ruined — not by silence or weather, but by words that pierced deeper…

Here I stand, in another stand. I’ve seen so many deer, yet my opportunity has not come. Still, this morning—though…

It’s cold, and it’s raining so hard that my phone can barely stay dry long enough for me to write…

Tonight my prayer was simple, but it came from a deep place in me: Lord, I really do want to…

There’s a strange paradox I keep seeing play out in my life — that somehow, when I finally give up…

I never want to become one of those people who has to fill every possible moment with sound. There’s something…

It takes everything in me to remember grace — to not let anger harden me. Hate only rusts the heart,…

I thought I’d have so much time to journal while sitting in these tree stands, but my hands have mostly…

Clay’s anxiety eats at me, at him, and at us. The longer we’re together, the more I see the angsty…

Well hey — it’s been a while, but I’m so happy to have a place to spill my thoughts again.…