Updated: May 17, 2020
The way I hold my coffee mug with both hands.
My love for warm blankets, heating pads, sweaters, and blueberry muffins.
The ability to interrupt a movie at the most important moment.Â
The way I peek around to look if someone is sleeping or not.
A deep kindness to others and gratitude for every moment in my life.
A strength that is indescribable.Â
Mom, you have given me so many traits that I hope I never lose. I can only hope to continue to pass them to my future daughter as well.
For him to ask you how you're doing. To visit the home you've put your heart into. To ask to hang out. To ask about your life. Your boyfriend. Your travels. Or hobbies. Or friends. To care.
Which is on purpose. I try very hard to be a kind person, but it's really a facade so I feel safe and protected at a distance. There's a reason for that. <7 Years Old: I was on a family vacation in Mi
I was divorced for almost a year when he interviewed me for a job. When I accepted the offer, I was the only American with a team of 6 wonderful Lithuanians. Three of us were based in Chicago and the