“Look,” Dad began as he stood in my door fame with one hand on hip, top two buttons of his button-up sighing a breath of relief, signaling a day’s end. “When I turn the lights off, what’s any different?” He stood quiet, patient, and slightly smirking. I sat up a little straighter. Loosed my grip […]
Notes From the Drawing Board
This taxing process began around the age of four. I prayed every morning and every night that God would shed some grace and allow me to be what I wanted most in life- a cat. My idea of euphoria. Whiskers, a tail, and napping on window sills were my ultimate end goal and truthfully, I […]
What Teaching Dance to Eight-Year-Old’s Taught Me
My dance career began at the young age of three. My poor mother didn’t know what she got herself into when she took her dramatic girl to her first dance class (I love her endlessly for this nevertheless. The support I’ve received from my parents is unreal). Through the years of glittered eyelids, slicked buns, […]
Insta-apartment
There’s no question that there’s a ton of dialogue and research emphasizing the cons of social media outlets like Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, etc (The “etc” I’m suggesting is obviously MySpace. Or scrolling through people’s Venmo transactions because don’t lie, I know you do). I think this post mostly deals with Instagram, as the title […]
These Are a Few of my Favorite Things
I feel like I truly am a fan of most things. Except math and country music and bugs and when babies cry on airplanes. But other than that, I’m usually impressed by the simplest things. I’m amused by how easily amused I am. I jump up and down at Target when I see a mug […]
The Lions’ Bell Chime
I have this habit of sitting in my car until the very last minute before walking into class. I don’t know what it is, but my Spotify playlists, seat warmers, and solitude never feel as great as it does until I have to soon abandon it in exchange for plastic chairs and overhead lighting *insert […]
How To Educate, Prevent, and Raise Awareness for Diabetes
With my mother’s recent diagnosis of Type 2 Diabetes, I became heavily sympathetic. Before I had any connection to Diabetes, I was desensitized as well as simply uneducated in regards to what the condition truly entails. Sometimes situations arise, take you by both shoulders, shake you, and awaken you from your subconscious oblivion. This was […]
Haley Gilbertson 