an inspirational story.

brace yourselves: this is a tear jerker.

a truly inspirational story about a man named Taylor Morris, who graduated one year after me from a neighboring high school. wounded in afghanistan. fighting for our country.

not a single person should ever have to go through what he is/has. but from this story, it is clear he is an amazing man [with an amazing support system] who will settle for nothing less than a successful, speedy recovery ..& return home to iowa.


you + your family are in my thoughts & prayers.

now, go read …

the story of taylor morris [via the chive].


be thankful.
& enjoy your thursday :)


“Drinks & Dreams”

“Don’t chase anything but drinks & dreams”

Remember in college when taking a shot of ANY kind of alcohol meant you had some sort of chaser in your other hand? It was honestly a reflex; shot of alcohol, followed by whatever was in my right hand. Why do I get the feeling me taking a juice chaser to a whiskey or tequila tasting would be inappropriate now? Yes, hello real world. I may have “crossed over,” but trust me straight whiskey is still as gross as it was in college. I have a point …[wait for it] …

I was at an event last week and met two very unexpected people; unexpected in the way I opened up to complete strangers. They both had me questioning myself, you know, the “what are you doing with your life” question. And they both saw in me something I had almost forgotten. When I was in college (and before), my dreams & aspirations could not be contained. I didn’t even know what to do with them. They pointed in no particular direction, but were huge. After graduation, I took a gigantic leap of faith and moved to New York. My dreams were just going to guide me to where I was “suppose” to go, to what I was “suppose” to do. Surprise… they didn’t.

[Drum roll, please ……..]

Don’t lose sight of your dreams, of what you want. They won’t lose sight of you. They will not pave your way, but they will be sure you never forget them. If dreams were easy to achieve, everyone would be living on a private island and have a six pack. Oh wait, that might just be me, but you get the point. You can’t stop. I can individually promise each person out there, a part of you will always be missing if you don’t go after your dreams. A wise man once told me (a wise man I met six days ago), “Go after what you want! Before you know it, you’re going to wake up, my age, and wish you would have followed your dreams”. Case and point: “Dream big” (thank you Juno). Dream often. and CHASE YOUR DREAMS (and your drinks). I think the best advice is to dream like a little kid. Adults thinks too much. They get in their own heads. They make a plan to go after their dream next year. Why not today? “Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today” – Thomas Jefferson. Goodbye excuses, reasons, and tomorrowland. I didn’t move to New York to do something I can do anywhere. Thank you to the two strangers, now friends, who gave me the push I didn’t even realize I needed.