In Which I Dare To … Dress Better.
It’s funny how, without meaning to, we can get stuck seeing ourselves a certain way. Until recently, I’d feel bemused (and even confused) whenever someone complimented me on my appearance or clothing choices. I’d smile and say thank you, but still, a voice inside would say, Oh, if only they knew … Sure, I might appear to be a grown woman wearing a nice dress, but inside of me lived a shy, vulnerable girl who chose to wear prairie dresses and cameos in homage to her early literary hero, Laura Ingalls Wilder. Lest you think I exaggerate, I will include...
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The One Where I Was Always Late: Owning Your Anger, Part 2
In honor of my best friend Brooke's blog launch (check her out at Books Distilled: Helping You Discover Books You'll Love!), today's story is about...my best friend, Brooke. Brooke and I met when we were freshmen at Vassar College, but we didn't get to be close friends until sophomore year. We bonded over books, editing each others' papers and encouraging one another to keep writing. Everything was going along swimmingly...until a pattern started to establish itself. As the friendship grew, one person started consistently showing up late. I'm sorry to say that the person was me. I was late for...
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