Tag: my family

This weekend while I was home visiting my parents and sleeping in a room that was once covered in Beatles albums and blacklight posters, my mom presented me with a memory board that she found in the depths of a closet. My first thought was that “I used to be …

Shortly after I moved to Austin, I realized that every time I mentioned that I was new in town, the person I was talking to immediately followed with “Oh my gosh you have to check out” followed by a swimming hole, a walking trail, a local park, or bats. By the …

  This last week, I’ve been a little homesick. Chalk it up to the approaching holidays, or maybe due to the fact that I recently pulled out  a folder full of essays that my grandfather wrote about his life, but I have wanted nothing more than to spend some quality …

When it comes to vehicles, I’ve been a little down on my luck as of late. OK, let’s be honest. When it comes to vehicles, I’ve been a lot down on my luck as of ALWAYS. I’m not talking about the time a car landed on top of my car …