I remember walking around the playground in elementary school talking with my friend, who is still my friend today, about half-birthdays. She imagined celebrating a birthday in May while I dreamed of celebrating in February. I pictured blowing out candles in winter and having a party for the fun of it. A half year ofContinue reading “Half-Birthday”
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Don’t Give Up
Yesterday, I published an essay on Medium about the creative process of making my short film, Torn-Between. It’s been 5 years since I published it on YouTube. What a crazy 5 years it’s been. It’s surreal to look back on now. In a way, I am amazed I was able to make it. Honestly, thereContinue reading “Don’t Give Up”
What I’ve Been Clicking On – Part 1
Happy Saturday! Here’s what I’ve been clicking on the Internet this week. Most weeks will likely just be a numbered list with link but who knows. I’m still trying to figure this out. I hope you’re healthy and well. Kelly — This video of a library reopening and people welcoming the library staff with aContinue reading “What I’ve Been Clicking On – Part 1”
Grateful
The morning began with stillness. I watched as the sun rose over the horizon and filtered through the trees, still half asleep. My mother’s childhood bedroom, flower wallpaper, a quilt on the chair in the corner, two small vases on the window sill. I’d wake up most mornings I slept here and watched this viewContinue reading “Grateful”
My Body Remembers
My body remembers feeling the pain. I wasn’t supposed to feel pain. And yet, it’s ingrained in my body. Something went wrong. Nothing’s wrong now. And yet, I’m crying. The fear my body holds is visceral. My brain tries to calm me down. It does not work. I keep crying, I breathe. I panic. IContinue reading “My Body Remembers”
When Time Slowed Down
When I was a child, time moved slowly. I’d go out front and climb the tree that was in our yard. I felt like I was out there for hours when it was probably about thirty minutes. I was present. I wasn’t distracting myself with my own thoughts. I wasn’t worried about what I hadContinue reading “When Time Slowed Down”
Something Meaningful
When I was a kid, I used to express my opinion to the other kids as though what I had to say would somehow be useful to them. I was speaking in the way children often copy adults. I didn’t know the gravity of the words I was using. I just knew they made meContinue reading “Something Meaningful”
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