I’m fundraising for the St. Baldrick’s Foundation because of a little girl named Abby:
I hate childhood cancer.
I’m not very fond of running.
I love Abby.
“This is my one and only life. And it’s a great and terrible and short and endless thing. And none of us come out of it alive.”
I’m a sucker for romantic comedy because I just love love. I admit it. I love stories of a love that is so good. That deep-in-your-bones, people-can-tell-just-by-looking-at-you kind of love. Love that seems to be the only perfect thing in this unperfect world. Love that is perfectly un-perfect.
Well, here we go. I have a blog.
I have a blog and I am totally starting out this thing like every other person who has a blog. It’s the awkward “hello world” post – not knowing exactly what to say, if I should set expectations, try to reason with why I’m starting this thing called a blog (which, for the record, is a really strange word), or lay some groundwork for whatever I’m going to talk about.
live life beautifully, freely, in the way only you know how.