The Storms of Life
This summer I set out to write more often but I've been avoiding it. I like to write honestly and be vulnerable; I never want to be putting on a show of perfection for Fourteen Two because I feel like that completely defeats its purpose. In the spirit of honesty and vulnerability, I knew that the first thing I would need to write about was my break-up and how I handled, and failed to handle, it. So I've been avoiding writing this because any time that I put something on paper it makes it tangible and real; things that were once black and white and blurry all of a sudden become vibrant and in full color once the pen hits the page. But now that I am almost 6 months into this new season of my life I think it's time to let the walls come down. I've titled this piece The Storms of Life because my first semester at Moody was just that, a storm. In the beginning was the calm, things were great in my relationship and I was finally getting to follow the Lord's...