What were my parent's dreams? They had aspirations before I came into the picture. I was adopted very late in their lives, compared to most other families. So what did they want to do? Did they do everything before I was born, or did I halt their train and set a new course? Why does … Continue reading When all is said and done, there’s still more
I came back to a disjointed family. It feels like my own fault for never seeing any cracks in my family’s relationship. As a child, my parents tried so hard to shelter me from their inter-personal problems. I remember having so many McDonald’s Happy Meal toys. Why? Because my dad was a fast food worker … Continue reading I came back to a disjointed family.
Every moment I spent as a wander-lusting child inched my identity closer and closer towards who I am today. To this exact second, the identity I embrace is evolving. The memories I hold closest to my heart are each linked by two denominators: my education and music. My elementary school days, the day in middle … Continue reading Kristen: A Mildly Put Together Musical Autobiography
Dear Mom and Dad, I have never been a totally dramatic, problematic child (I hope). I was not sixteen and pregnant, I never was a truant or received a single detention, I had a 3.89 GPA in high school, I was in my high school band and a leader to others, I had friends, good … Continue reading A Letter from a Disappointment
I remember once in the fourth grade (that was eight years ago, wow) my teacher Mrs. Scott had handed our class back some random papers. The papers we had written were cute, petite essays about (I think) our families and why we should love our relatives. The essays might have been about the Fourth of July. (The Fourth of July … Continue reading I Used To Be a Fourth Grade Genius