Creating our path

He Is the Boy Your Own Heart Will Never Get Over 

You remember him because he is always there, distant but never completely gone. You keep him in the creases of your sheets, between the pages of your books. You sometimes like to open the pages and find him again, like a vivid memory that’s…

Things I’d Like to Tell My Daughter

I am young. Who knows if I will have any kids. One day, yes, I hope so — but nothing is set in stone. Who knows how many I’ll have. But If I have a daughter there are a few things I’d like to her learn and know.

Dear possible future…

An Unhealthy Love Affair… 

With Netflix. 

It starts when you want to spend a relaxing night in, or when you’ve got a little time to spare. You think to yourself, “Sure, I’ve got time to watch a show or a movie.” You open the oh so lovely Netflix and it begins. Your…

My father’s book

When I went home for the holidays I saw a book sitting in a pile of stuff by the foot of the sofa. I can’t remember the exact name, but it was something like, “How to Father a Successful Daughter.”

Entrepreneurial Advice Nobody Gives You

You just have to go on a journey. Vital lessons every…

Dear Grandma,

Remember when I bit your stomach? I remember doing it, but I can’t recall why. I remember getting in big trouble after. You called my dad and asked if you could spank me. He said yes.

My mother made me go to your doctor’s appointment with you last month. She couldn’t do it…

Saved by a Stranger in Cape Town

I lived with a host family for nearly 6 months in Cape Town, South Africa. While there, I never felt…

Reading Ruined Me

Why I yearn to see the world

When I was younger, I started reading books with my father. Before long I was reading every chance I could — in the car on the way to school, in the hallways, at restaurants, home, events. My parents would threaten to take…