Category: Story Time

  • 📣Sunday Special: Freedom🎙️

    📣Sunday Special: Freedom🎙️

    ‘What is one picture that you feel represents freedom’ All of the above. This is a photo of the last exit in Memphis, TN before crossing the Mississippi River. This was Sunday, April 10, 2022. I had left at 8:38pm Friday, April 8, 2022 from Chapmanville, West Virginia. I remember driving all night, mostly staying…

  • I think, therefore…🧠

    I think, therefore…🧠

    I don’t necessarily have to be. Wait. What?! During this time that I am grieving the loss of a loved one; I am going to take one of my daily prompts a little further. In ‘🎙️It’s The Game Of Life🎙️, the question was, ‘We all have challenges to overcome. How do you power through those…

  • Superficial Saturday: Family Edition

    Superficial Saturday: Family Edition

    ‘When does one become comfortable with leaving their known family members to pursue a life, away from home? ‘ I absolutely adore this question. Why? Maybe it has to do with the fact that when I left my hometown, home state, home country… I was always alone. Quick note… if you haven’t prior to reaching…

  • Fire Me Friday: Kitchen Life

    Fire Me Friday: Kitchen Life

    In the spirit of themed blogging days… this is another I can get behind. Fire Me Friday is the weekly post where I get to talk about my life in the kitchen. I am willing to bet at least half of you already know that I am a Chef. If you didn’t.. Surprise? I have…

  • I Am Adopted: Die Heimkehr (The Homecoming) pt.3

    I Am Adopted: Die Heimkehr (The Homecoming) pt.3

    It’s time for the recap that was rude enough to not provide the skip button. We left me sending an extremely awkward message to a random stranger from a year old newspaper clipping whom I found through Facebook. Sounds like the intro to a super juicy Catfish episode. Then the waiting began. It was getting…

  • Yes, I am adopted. Pt. 1

    Yes, I am adopted. Pt. 1

    The one thing I have know my whole life is that the parents that raised me weren’t my blood. It wasn’t until I took a 23 & Me test as a joke, that my life changed. My parents were very open with me from a very young age. I very clearly looked different from my…

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