I’ve wanted my own dog since I was 5 years old. So much that my sassy 5-year-old self said, “I’m thankful for the dog I don’t have” when we went around the table on Thanksgiving, saying what we were thankful for.
Every December, your social media feed is probably filled with articles like, “Avoid Falling Off the Wagon This Christmas” and “How To Cut Calories During Your Holiday Meals”. I hate articles like this and let me tell you why…
Maybe it’s because I’m a 23-year-old girl living in a media-obsessed world. Maybe it’s because I see how common it is to have low self-esteem and low confidence. Maybe it’s because I dream about being a mom who raises a daughter of my own someday. This has been heavy on my heart lately:
During my sophomore year of college, I was presented with an opportunity to go on a mission trip. This mission trip was during my college spring break in New Orleans. The mission? To restore a city and help those affected by a recent natural disaster.