Nostalgia leaves melancholy in its wake…

When I look back I see a time when I was forced to be with the same people every single day….

I see a time when adults with more wisdom and experience than I could fathom spent more than half of their time pouring into me willingly….

I see playgrounds, hurt knees and field trips with bad memories that we laughed about later…. It was worth it for that…

I see sleepless nights full of stupid dares and stunts that could have gotten us all killed….

I see silly jokes and songs made to help us study and borrowed pencils and paper…

I see food fights at lunch time and long walks downtown… We didn’t care where…

I see endless imagination and screaming at sports games…

I see shared tears and long conversations because it was just us and our parents couldn’t help us….

Today I miss being a kid… Today I miss high school and college…

Today… I miss all those people I was forced to spend time with every single day…

There will never be another time like those times again.

Don’t be too quick to wish away your younger years. The grass always looks greener on the other side, but it rarely ever turns out to be when you get there.

Focus on the present and you’ll only ever be worried about the grass beneath your own feet. That’s more than enough.

Stop This Train – John Mayer

This is where life begins

I did it. I finally slid through that finish line tape (ok, more like stumbled through after face planting a few times) they call graduation. After seven long years I can finally come home from work and actually take some time to unwind. I can finally hang out with people again without saying goodbye when we just arrived at our destination.

This feels like freedom.

I understand that life won’t exactly be less busy, but I am excited that it will finally be busy with things I really want to do instead of things I am just obligated to do.

I am excited about all the possibilities.


Hello my faithful followers. I wanted to apologize for the lack of content lately. I am approaching graduation soon and classes have been heavier here near the end. I am also working full time and have just been blessed with my first niece, so needless to say life has been a little crazy.

Your continued support means the world to me, even when it’s just an art piece I have thrown up and not some well crafted words (if that’s what you can call anything I have done. Hahahaha). You are all incredible and I take time to read your lovely posts every week. Keep on inspiring the world and thank you for inspiring me. I love you all.

Here are some recent pictures I have drawn for an old friend. Please enjoy.

Her daughter had a birthday this past weekend and commissioned me to draw their lovely lab for her. Go Gamecocks! 😉


I have felt the pressure to be creative lately and I must admit, so far, no diamonds have come out of the rough.

Have you ever been in that place in life where you are so tired all the time that your brain just doesn’t want to work, and yet you still have that uncontrollable itch to produce? It is a wearisome place to be, let me tell you. To make matters worse all of the elements are right for the cultivation of creativity too. It’s the weekend, the weather is absolutely beautiful, my favorite music is playing, and I am finally free from homework for a while. Great Scott! What is wrong with me?!

Perhaps I need to take a course in how to just rest. Why is resting and doing what you love so much work sometimes?

I’ll get back to you if I find the answers to any of this.

I hope you all have a wonderful, rest filled weekend.


Oh the Irony

The more I grow up the more I wish I could grow young. I know that sounds weird, but I also know that most of you know exactly what I mean. I think that, deep down, we all have a little Benjamin Button Syndrome.

There are moments that I ache to the point of tears when I remember how things used to be. Will I always be that person that feels the grass is greener on the other side? Will I always be restless and impatient for change?

When I was younger I could not wait to get older. I could not wait to have more freedom, more money, and more responsibilities. Now that I am an adult I feel like I’m less free than I was as a kid.

Ironic is it not?

Life is ironic.

That is my conclusion.

Getting Excited

You all have absolutely made my week. I just reached 90 followers and so many of you have left me some amazingly encouraging comments on my pieces. I am just so thrilled and grateful! 

Thank you for your kindness and your loyalty! And to those of you who are new, thank you for following me and welcome! 

I’m 10 followers away from 100 and I barely have over 50 posts! 😁😁😁 Again; thank you all so much! I’m happy.

Love you all and as always, sending prayers and good thoughts your way. Let me know if there is anything you would like to see me write about or post more of. I’d be happy to do something for you. 

So Much that I Love in One Blog

I am not sure how many of you have a Tumblr. If you want to be productive in life it is probably best that you avoid it (like how I try to avoid pinterest). However, I came across this amazing person who has posted almost everything I love in life, and I thought I would share it with you (hopefully this isn’t some kind of “no-no” on wordpress, but whatever).

Enjoy the amazingness (I’m so excited I decided to throw grammar out the window in this post as well. Bad Kat).