When I moved out of college in May, it seemed as if all the creative aspects of myself had been packed away with my things in the storage unit. I forgot about this blog, I hadn’t picked up a …

Phone conversations with my mother often involve me being guilted or even sometimes reprimanded for not calling as often as I should. Usually, in these cases, I roll my eyes and apologize. I love my mother, with absolutely no doubt, but there’s a tendency on her end to forget that I’m an adult and I’m studying, and unlike before I actually am usually not at my phone’s expense all day.

I met my younger self for coffee. It’s 2018 and it’s her first time at Starbucks. I can buy my own coffee now, and she relied on the gift cards she got for being overly involved. It was a $10 gift car...

Love is a mother. She has lost her first two kids in a custody battle, and every man she’s had a child with has betrayed her in some way. Love is finding new lives in different people and trying to settle for the first time in her life. And love fails. She finds a man she thinks is going to change her life.