Desperate housewife: Getting a grip on feminism, depression and vacuuming
I am pleased to find so many people care so much about us cats. I’m surprised seeing how much I’ve heard of this Trump and Congress from the WAMU voices coming from my human’s magic box in the kitchen. It’s nice to know humans really do care more about us cats. We are sublime after all.
5 things I learned from my wedding day
I squared off with the pile of sauce-crusted pans, used cereal bowls and scattered coffee mugs. Like a teetering monster, the dishes mocked me. Tomato guts glistened on my cutting board. Ceramics besieged and blocked off the faucet. Baking sheets and casserole dishes held the counters hostage.
I slipped on my yellow rubber gloves, ready for battle.
One month in the land of chiles and tumbleweeds
On Oct. 12, I married my best friend and partner, Matt. I hope it wasn’t the best day of our lives, but it was one of them. Sometimes now, I think back to the buildup and laugh. A year of my life spent worrying about one day. Yet what surprised me about the day wasn’t the overwhelming happiness or fortunate weather, it was what I learned.
After a blind leap of faith
I didn't expect it to be so cloudy here. I imagined clear skies every day, but like a lot of things, nothing is ever that perfect.
A thud at the window
I sat on the floor surrounded by boxes, unable to sit on our loveseat filled with more boxes, and breathed deeply. After 18 hours on the road, way too much lifting, and heartfelt goodbyes, my fiance and I were settled in Santa Fe.
More than sadness
My cat threw himself off my lap as if the loud thud we heard was death crashing into the house in search of him. After realizing the thud was not followed by intruders, my cat, with his beefed up tail doubled in size to show his might, made his way to the windows overlooking the backyard and bird feeder. I followed my little warrior to investigate what had happened.
The truth of post-grad unemployment
"What is depression?"
The 12-year-old girl's bright eyes bored into me with such innocence I didn't know whether to cry, to hold her, or both.
Melting from stone
I am not fine, and that's OK.
As I sit in my pajamas when most people are already hard at work in their jobs or daily routines, I confess it's difficult to ignore the small throb in my skull or the flutter in my stomach.
Dirty dishes and a homeless toothbrush
I had forgotten how beautiful life is and was amazed to remember.
Graduating 8,846 miles away from uni
I found myself standing on sticky faux-wood floors, in Eeyore pajamas, desperately scrubbing the sour smell of last night's dinner off a cooking sheet, grappling for order in my life and I thought, "What the hell am I doing?"
The best souvenir: friendships
As the four-wheel drive lurched over a bump for the 236th time within the past hour on the sandy path, my mind jumped back across time.
As I laughed at a joke one of my friends made, it dawned on me that I was the only native English speaker among us.
Love across continents: 5 tips for dealing with distance
Frank heard the honeyed voice on the other end of the phone and dropped the measuring cup he had been washing. Thank God for pyrex.
Falling in love with Tassie
Through my time and experience abroad, I have come across advice, figured out some tricks, and observed experiences. Here I would like to share some of the tips I have found.
Surviving a travel nightmare
Tasmania is a gem that ranges from rain forests to sea cliffs, sand dunes to mountains, an English-style countryside to an exotic oasis.
Halfway through being halfway around the world
Sometimes, no matter how much you plan or how experienced you are, despite your best efforts, things fall apart. Sometimes, everything falls apart.
I told a joke
The beauty of exchange is the possibility of exploring a new place and making room for another home in your heart. That's also the heartbreak as one day you must leave.
More than catching a few waves
I told a joke; he laughed. I love his wide-open, toothy smile he makes when he lets out his squeaky rumble of a laugh. He always throws his head back slightly too, just like his mom, enough to show the twinkle hidden in his piercing blue eyes. Although only seven years old, he is smarter than I’ve ever felt and unlike his cousin, he uses confidence instead of arrogance when showing it. He has yet to ask when I’ll go home. Maybe he knows.
Creating bonds and breaking barriers
I may have left Byron Bay sunburned, exhausted and sore, but I left with an experience that transcended surfing.
Studying abroad has not only given me a greater appreciation for the world, but for the people in it. My time in Australia has also made me think about the different things I do and how weird they seem to others.