June 2011
28 posts
Jun 28th
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Jun 27th
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it's true
I’m moving to Richmond, Virginia! I don’t know what I’ll be doing or how long I’ll be there, but it’s sure to be great! You may ask (like everyone else): why? And this is my so-far answer: Because I’m young and I still have a lot of growing up to do. And when else in my life can I do something like this?—just get up and go explore an entirely different...
Jun 27th
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Jun 27th
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Jun 27th
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britt bass prints for sale! →
get ‘em while they’re hot!
Jun 27th
Jun 27th
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Jun 27th
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just what i needed
It took forever to get there. A dark afternoon storm and the traffic it created seemed to make it impossible to find my way to Jasper, Georgia. I had been secretly planning all week to visit one of my best friends Clark at Sharptop Cove, a Young Life camp in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. I told no one (except Clark) because I was jealous for time with my sweet friend, and didn’t...
Jun 27th
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Jun 27th
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Jun 27th
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Jun 25th
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Jun 20th
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(please be) proud of me
This past week was very different than any other week of my life: I gave up on practical. I stepped back and watched the Lord close doors on comfortable. I decided to give up, or better yet—hand over what seemed to be the most perfect plan for next year. I was to move to Atlanta with three of my best friends and study Art Direction at the Portfolio Center. But on a single house-hunting trip...
Jun 20th
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Jun 19th
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Jun 19th
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Jun 19th
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Jun 19th
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Jun 19th
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Jun 15th
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Jun 14th
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a girl and her painting
I bought a painting a few months ago. It’s probably my most favorite thing I own next to my grandmother’s ring. It’s a crazy little thing (the painting that is). My friend Brittany painted it. She said it was her favorite, so I bought it. I hung it to the side of my bed, and every night I fall asleep admiring it. It speaks to me. I know folks say that art does weird stuff like...
Jun 14th
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Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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monsters in the closet, monsters in life
My mother always told me growing up that I had an unusually large imagination. My dreams were always so vivid and I could recall each and every detail the next morning. “Such big dreams for a little girl,” she’d say. And I always took it as a compliment. I liked the way my mind worked. I liked my big imagination. A completely different world of colors and life to be...
Jun 10th
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