I lay flat on my back, unwilling to disrupt the IV awkwardly placed in the crook of my left arm. I inhaled – slow and intentional – a ba...

Last year, I wrote a blog post concerning Operation Christmas Child in Zambia and the breakdown in expectations between box packers and wh...

Remember that time I accidentally dated Jeremy for two years and then we decided to just do that forever so we got married? Not once did w...