Vulnerability. Vulnerability has never come easy for me, and I don’t think it ever will. I am not sure why I struggle with being vulnerable with others. I have no problem with others being vulnerable with me. I have struggled being vulnerable my entire life. I have read books, listened to podcasts, and talked to
My life is usually an adventure, but not the one I wanted. One of the core traits of my personality is to plan—my planner is my life. I am not sure why I plan, though. I have to live most of my life spontaneously; my family and friends are all non-planners. Still, I like to
When I was a sophomore in college, my roommate Jeanelle’s dog died. At the time, I couldn’t understand why she was so upset about the death, but now, I understand why. When Guido became the family pet 15 ½ years ago, I never knew he would impact my life so greatly. To know Guido was
I grew up in a religious culture in which I learned life was very black and white; people were good or bad; you faithful or a doubtful. Redeemable, but if you sinned, you were bad. If you continued to sin, you were really bad. While this was not what the Bible, manuals, etc. taught; this
2020 has been an interesting year, to say the least. Six months ago this is not where I would have expected my life to be. Though, I am sure most people would say that about this year. Never did I imagine I would be told to be bound to my house for over 2 months,
Normally, I hate it when people start a speech or writing with a definition. However, in this case, I feel it’s essential. Come back to this definition if you need to throughout your reading of this blog. Noun: reality- 1. the world or the state of things as they actually exist, as opposed to an
Easter is my holiday. It has been for some time. I love everything about it—there is a sense of renewal the holiday brings with the day. I take the time from Mardi Gras to Easter Sunday, and even to Orthodox Easter (which is usually a week after American Easter), to examine my life to see
I have never considered myself a Type-A personality. In fact, I am quite- Type-B. My space is a little messy (a lot bit if you ask some people), but it’s a clean mess if there is such a thing, and it doesn’t bother me. I know where everything is in my stacks of papers and
For some time the word enigma has perplexed me. Someone once told me I was an enigma. So, in typical Morgan fashion, I had to find out the meaning and origin of the word. I love words, and I love researching them. I looked enigma up, and the word means to be a mysterious person.
My sister Sam celebrated her 30th birthday this past weekend. She had a really hard time with it, which I couldn’t comprehend because she has never lived life in fear. One thing I have always admired about Sam is her ability to live boldly. What I mean by this is she lives life as herself,