What I Found in Glacier.

Curled into my down comforter, the box fan in my window is blasting crisp fall air into the room. The contrast of welcoming warmth and biting breeze could not be more perceptible. Autumn is here in Montana, and we seasonal workers are stirring to move on to our new winter homes. Sentimentalism mixes with the…

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When Life Looks Perfect.

From the time I left Georgia a year ago to work seasonally in the National Parks, I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve heard “can I have your life?” or “your life is so much cooler than mine!” In the beginning I took those remarks as innocuous compliments, but then I realized how dangerous…

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My Montana Plot Twist.

My eyes are a little sleepy and heart a little full as I write this. The skyline of Las Vegas fills my windshield, and as my body fills the passenger seat of my “Lola” the Corolla, I can feel my lips turn up their corners into a sheepish grin. Because I only have sixty-eight days…

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Bigger and Better.

December 25, 2015 I don’t think I knew what I was doing in September when I packed up to move across the country and live in a desert for eight months. And maybe it’s the mix of champagne and coffee this Christmas morning that’s spewing my emotions everywhere, but on this precious holiday I find…

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When It Looks Like Love.

I’m really good at running. And I don’t mean the kind where I lace up my Asics and get lost in my favorite back roads of Athens. I mean I’m really good at running in the way I navigate emotions away from whatever makes me uncomfortable or afraid, especially when it involves love. And most of…

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A November Story.

As Fall slowly sheds its colors and trades brilliant bright palettes for cold winter hues, I find myself wishing for the Southeast and for nights spent around fireside conversations with people who deeply know me. This past week, though, my homesickness was eclipsed by a wondrous adventure with a new friend, and I’m finding a renewed awe of…

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Wide-Eyed and Windswept.

Last night I slept with my body wrapped around a rock. The wind whipping me back and forth, I thought I might be dying as I lay shivering in the fetal position. Alone. And while that’s the most dramatic thought that’s passed through my head since I was a foolish high school girl, I truly…

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Westward Bound: Day Five.

I’m the girl sitting scared out of her mind in the corner of an Einstein’s Bagels in Las Vegas right now. And today is the fourth time in the last month and a half that I’ve driven away from an airport in tears. I just dropped Erin off to catch her flight back to Virginia,…

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Westward Bound: Day Four.

September 20, 2015 In case you were wondering, they’ve found life on Mars; it’s called Las Vegas, Nevada. We crossed into our eighth state last night, and as our car crested another desert hill, we couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of the glowing valley below. It was a pool of gold. My dad…

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