I held it together, that is until I reached my car. Tears streamed down my face, but I turned away out of embarrassment, hoping no one saw. It finally set in. The decisions I made months ago were right at the time, but why did I suddenly feel sad? I started to question why I decided to let go of some of the areas in my life I thought were fulfilling. It didn't make sense to me. I should be excited for what's coming later this year. I was smiling more in the early spring as I

Yesterday, was a day to celebrate mothers. This year, I decided to write a poem for my mom, who has blessed my life more than she will ever know. For those who didn't know, my mom was the one who encouraged me to start a blog. She thought that I had a story to share. But, I also wanted others to be able to relate to this poem. And if you don't have a mom or one you are close with, I hope there is another lady, a mentor or teacher who fills that role. Happy Mother's Day! When

The silk pink ribbons wrapped around my ankles. I stood with my shoulders down, one hand gently placed on the wooden barre at the studio. I tried to go fully onto the toe box of my pointe shoes, but my feet still hurt. The pain continued as I proceeded to follow the instructed steps. What should have been more simple felt impossible for my body. I was only seventeen, had already danced en pointe for over a year. Though turns and combinations in center I never could master. An

Last year, I was taking an online course for Child Life. Now, I'm applying for graduate school. So much has changed. I recently wrote a blog post for my friend Sara, where I shared briefly of the struggles I've been facing. It's hard to let a dream go, especially one that I've held onto since I was a teenager. Honestly, there have been movements of tears as it's now how I wanted to start the year. I thought that I would be finalizing an application for potential internships,