The magic of Christmas, the genius behind every birthday party theme, and the chef of Thanksgiving dinner: Mom. I have learned that life is about the people that surround your birthday cake, the ones that hold your hand when you're scared, hug you when you need to feel loved, and the ones that can push you to work to your fullest ability. Those traits embody my mom. She could go pro in each of those categories. My mom tied my soccer cleats the best, knew how to braid my hair

Recently I have been thinking a lot - overthinking in true Jane form. Forcing things to go the way I want, creating expectations people will never meet, and giving up on boys who bother me after the first date. I have a story about impulsiveness, patience, and hyper-fixating on the wrong things. It was around 2012, I was with my Pop-Pops, my sister, and my younger cousin. He took the oldest three girls out to Goddard Park, which is a large park around the corner of my house.

"What's your favorite food?" "Do you have any siblings?" "Where are you from?" All questions I hate. Because when I get questions like that, it just means I have, yet again, started over. I have re-opened whatever wounds I patched up and moved forward to try to find the one. The one, the two, the tenth. It is all the same. A guy pursues me, we like each other, it gets serious - too serious - and then they pull away. I don't gamble but I am sure as hell confident enough to bet

It has been six months since the horrible day we walked into the emergency vet with a dog and left with a leash and collar. Nobody prepared me for this day. Nothing could have. I heard people tell stories of how they put a dog down once and could not bear to do it again. Or people that have had multiple dogs and still say it's the hardest thing they've ever done. I just always hoped I would never be one of those people with a story to tell about their dead dog. But, here I am

Rome was not built in a day. In fact, it was built in many days that transcended different weather, soldiers, thoughts, plans, theories and more. At the end of the building process there was success. There was strength and stability. Strong walls perhaps. I have been thinking about the concept of walls a lot. Walls that make up my childhood bedroom, walls that shape my Boston apartment, walls of homes my friends are moving out of that knew me all too well at one point, and wa

Happy New Year! Although this tends to be one of my least favorite holidays (partially because nostalgia kills me and I hate getting older), I still do enjoy self-reflection. This year I wanted to name 25 things I learned in 2025. In no particular order: To have a village, you must be a villager. Vulnerability is not a weakness but a strength & it is okay to cry. Your therapist is always a call away. Set a routine and stick to it. Post-grad is NOTHING like college. College gr

A wise friend once pointed me in the direction of a saying by Kerry Washington. "You pray to catch the bus and then you run as fast as you can. If you miss it, then it wasn't your bus. But if you don't run, that could've been your bus" The act of running is the art of pushing through. I am great at the praying part - it's the easiest piece to the puzzle. I want to get in to law school, I want that job, I want to be healthy, I want to get an A in this class, I want to be more

My sister was a Girl Scout for as long as you could be one. I was not. Although, I never denied a social hour so I sat in on many of Katie's "meetings." Hundreds of these hangouts over the years all blend together but there is one I will never forget. The young girls were all asked to draw the best pictures of themselves. Colors, markers, tracing, bows, braids, sparkly eyes, colored paper and glitter spread all over the table and their papers. They took their time - as they w

Happy 1st birthday to my favorite passion project! I am grateful, honored, and undeserving of the support I have gotten on this little blog of mine. Friends, family, acquaintances, silent supporters, and of course, my mom's friends - who may be my biggest fans; I am so glad this blog found you. I started this blog as an escape. A place to share what I write, to relate to people, and to be vulnerable. I was mid-panic about my upcoming LSAT and decided there was no better time

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I am still speechless. Taylor Swift the woman you are. It was rare, I was there - Nola night 3! Major shoutout to my dad for searching...