Let me tell you a love story. There was this girl. She was a jack of all trades, loved to read and loved her high school sweetheart,...

As much as I love coffee — like the best beer I've ever had was only the best because it was an Antigua coffee brown ale — I hate coffee...

Every moment I spend with you is an act of love that's slowly ripping me apart at the seams. With every stitch I become more vulnerable....

It’s been nearly three years since I last wrote on my blog at brighteyesphotos.weebly.com/bright-eyes-nw-blurbs. Last I wrote, I'd been...

*Originally written on January 14, 2015. Revised June 9, 2018. As I advance in my journalistic career, my tendency to enter any and all...