Category: life

  • The Monster Under My Bed

    I vividly remember sitting in my room when I was 14 and wanting to no longer live. That’s as far as it went. I didn’t have a plan, but I felt every part of it. This wasn’t after an argument with parents or fall out with a friend. This was a random day with no…

  • Moving

    We’re moving. Again. I counted how many times I’ve moved since I left for college. This will be the 14th move. At age 41, this puts me on average of moving every one and a half years. Oh my God. I’m trying to decide if this typical for us Millennials. 14 might be a little…