When you've cast the parties and bottles and good times aside and learned to Prioritize, How long must the hangover of the parties and the bottles and good times last? For some it seems the shadow of their darkest days is doomed to lurk above forever. How is one to escape the cycle? Prove oneself? Become… Continue reading In the Looking Glass
https://wordpress.com/post/perfectlyimperfect32com.blog As we enter Holy Week it is important to keep our Faith Strong. While we may have questions yearning to be resolved, the Mystery of Faith and the Sacredness of Holy Week is not the time to Question what we ultimately know to be True. When you find yourself questioning anything Faith related during… Continue reading Blind Faith
Championing Oneself Choices engulf our days like flames upon a raging fire. How we proceed and the decisions we make prove to Define Us. To power on, push forward, fight harder, or Settle for mediocrity, never searching for more Expose our true character. When your time comes will you be your own Champion or Settle for… Continue reading Championing Oneself
I grew up in a suburb about 20 minutes South of Boston. Though a large city, my neighborhood was an insulated one that felt like a small town within the city. My friend's and I lived, played, worked, and attended Church all in about a three-mile radius, if that. Everyone knew everyone; we all worked… Continue reading When Will Enough be Enough?
https://wordpress.com/post/perfectlyimperfect32com.blog/3928 It seems my memory fails me, Filling both my head and my heart with only the passion and heat that was Us. How quickly I would return to you, reuniting Us to our former glory should I know those times were guaranteed to outweigh the dark times that my mind occasionally allows to seep… Continue reading Clouded Memories
Born and raised in Boston, I grew up a strict Irish Catholic. If I wasn't at Mass with one set of grandparents over the weekend, my Dad made sure my siblings and I were there with him and my Mom. Maybe because of the connotation my Faith carries so closely to my grandparents', or maybe… Continue reading Why I Refuse to Let My Faith be Tested
So busy with her everyday, she'd get to it later, It was just a phone call; not that big of a deal, She told herself. So she went about her day: Working Carpooling Cleaning Cooking Helping with Homework and Going through the ritualistic bedtime routine. When she finally sat down to make the call she… Continue reading How Late is Too Late?
Walking across the stage receiving her diploma was one of the proudest moments of her life, and one of the most terrifying. She couldn't believe she was the first one in her family to graduate from college but she still had no idea what she was going to do about her situation. If her father… Continue reading The Cost of Perfection
On Being a BostonianThrough the thick smoke, shadowy figures of people could barely be made out before they could be heard. Yelling, crying, and mass hysteria took over the entire finish line. In addition to failing limbs, failing hearing and ears crippled people with fear. The explosion or had it been two, had been so loud nothing… Continue reading On Being a Bostonian
For as long as I can remember I have loved to write. As a little girl I imagined myself much like Jo March; running a school, writing beautiful letters, and falling in love. I journaled endlessly and wrote my fair share of poetry and limericks. When I got to college it was only natural that… Continue reading A Soul Awoken