The Power of the Mouth

The Power of the Mouth

“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me,” we heard over and over again as children. Yet they always seemed to be the thing that sent little girls crying to the teacher and little boys from asking to never have to go back to school. We bury...
Choose Family. Choose the Church.

Choose Family. Choose the Church.

Nothing quite connects a family like going through great change with one another. In the last year of my life, I have arguably gotten as close to my family as I ever have been because of all the emotions we have traveled through with one another. My sister and I are...
Messing up My Order

Messing up My Order

At the start of my last semester of college, I sent in what I thought would be my best paper yet. It was for my advanced composition class, so I wanted the professor to know that I was indeed advanced. It was beautifully laced with headings, and each paragraph argued...
The Good Gift of Transition

The Good Gift of Transition

Like many of you, I am sure, my last few weeks have been surreal. For those who do not know me, I have competed in speech and debate (just speech for me though) since middle school. I have poured my heart and soul into weekends traveling to high schools and colleges...