Writer. Photographer. Child of God
And hip hip HURRAY for that! On the whole, I'm still not in love with this pregnancy thing. I have fatigue issues, mood swings, and a weird stress induced on and off again appetite. Though oddly enough, I have this wacky feeling I had all of those issues BEFORE I got pregnant. *tilts head and... Continue Reading →
Tah-Dah! We are twenty weeks people (twenty-one by the time this posts), and therefore halfway through this thing called pregnancy! My morning sickness is almost completely gone! I'm finally starting to gain weight. I stuff my face with spinach, eggs, and avocados. I still have an aversion to butter (most dairy actually), toast, and white flour tortillas.... Continue Reading →
Sometimes he's lonely, the creature inside me, and lures me aside. Send everyone away. He wants to be alone so he can whisper dark stories about a useless, bent, and broken girl who keeps company with the creature inside her. Sometimes he's cold, the creature inside me, and builds a fire for warmth. The smoke and heat... Continue Reading →
Flushed from my successful six-hour road trip to Williamsburg, I decided to tackle the next fear on my list, driving alone. I used to be able to drive by myself for an hour, so that's all I'm really shooting for. I figure an hour is enough to get me to my parents house or to visit the friends... Continue Reading →
I am one of many that suffer from anxiety disorder and depression. I’ve been told by friends and family that this is something you don’t talk about, but I am going to talk about it. I am tired of the forced shame from others who don’t understand what it’s like. I love birds. I think they’re... Continue Reading →
"I am cold." "Let me warm you." And he slipped off his jacket "I am tired." "Use my shoulder." And she fell comfortably to sleep "I am sad." "Let me hold you." And she wept and was comforted "I am frightened." "I'll protect you." And he shielded her from their blows "I am lost." "I... Continue Reading →
I am one of many people on the East Coast of the United States that is longing for winter to be over. I’m not going to say I have it as bad as most, if I lived in Boston I’d need to be institutionalized, but it’s cold and unpleasant. I miss Spring, the warmth of... Continue Reading →
Let not your heart be troubled God reminds, Our life is hid with Jesus Christ on high. So brethren let us shake the ties that bind, Us fast onto things that can't satisfy. Our tears and sufferings may drag us low, And make us feel devoid of hope or song, But Jesus left us here... Continue Reading →
Rachel Svendsen 