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A Letter To My Former Self: 2015 Edition

A Letter To My Former Self: 2015 Edition

Dearest 29 and 30 year old Erika, You set one intention beyond all others last year, and that was to practice presence. You came out of 2014 emotionally bruised and battered and exhausted by all the expectations you had for the year that refused to come to fruition. You felt your way through the start of the year tentatively, war-torn and bleary eyed, but determined to focus not just on the big stuff, but be proud of how you showed up for your everyday life. 2015 was slow and steady. At times it seemed uneventful and you were kind of ... Read More »

Walking Towards Hope: Love, Loss, and My Wedding Day

Like many little girls, I grew up fascinated by the idea of one day being a bride. While most girls’ daydreams are comprised of big white dresses, bridesmaids, and a mystery groom, I grew up wondering about what it would be like to walk down the aisle because I lost my father to cancer at the tender age of five. When my Daddy died, I could sense my mother’s sadness. With youthful optimism and childlike faith, I told her not to worry – she could find another husband. Read More »

Erika’s 2013 in Review

“The only point of clocks and maps The only point of looking back Is to see how far we’ve come.” Dawes, How Far We’ve Come You know by now how much I love to look back and set new goals. Last year, I decided not to set hard and fast resolutions, but try the ebb and flow of Jon Acuff’s goals called The 52 & 7 Challenge. While the idea of reevaluating and making smaller resolutions is one I did revisit throughout the year, I didn’t do a great job of keeping a public record of them. So here’s the ... Read More »

Have Yourself a 20-Something Christmas (Guest Post)

Today my lovely new friend, Whitney, from my trip to Uganda, is sharing her blog space with me over at Sometimes Always Never – an ode to 20-somethings and love letter to Atlanta. I’m writing about finding love and the expectations of Christmas. I have always loved Christmas and the anticipation that leads up to it. As a child, I spent many hours trying to find the gifts my mom would so painstakingly hide. I loved the suspense of seeing presents under the tree, dreaming up all the possibilities of what could be inside. On Christmas morning, I would wake ... Read More »

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