When I started this blog, I named it Ramblings because I didn’t ever want to be tied to one topic. When I started interviewing girls who self-harmed, I realized how much I preferred doing interviews over the basic blog write up. It’s a good thing I consider others way more interesting than blogging my own thoughts and opinions constantly, right? Since then, I’ve talked to numerous people and have covered a plethora of topics. My favorite is talking to people who are willing to share their stories. People who are willing to be honest and forthcoming about their circumstances and their history. I found another one of those individuals and I really enjoyed speaking with him. Take a look! This is Olusheyi Banjo. I saw his video on a friend’s timeline. After listening to his song that keeps you humming long after it’s done, I immediately wanted to know his story. … click here to read the full article.
Guest Post by Kate Golden Recently my 3-year-old Michael and I were at the local laundromat enduring our weekly washing ritual. This laundromat saves any items left behind by patrons on a large back table, and if no one claims them after several weeks they are donated to the Topeka Rescue Mission. (Yay!) There is usually some pretty nice stuff there, and likely where all of the lonely missing socks go when they enter the magic portals in your home washing machines, never to return! That day in the stack of clothes Michael found a pretty little girl’s skirt in three ruffled shades of his favorite color, purple. Ecstatic, he presented it to me and immediately began tugging it on over his jeans. When he had it on I watched him “swish” happily side to side and run off to play with the toy dump truck he’d brought to … click here to read the full article.
Guest post by Tara Ellis To properly begin this story … err … saga, I need to go back one year. Last summer, I had recently re-connected with my childhood best friend via Facebook. We hadn’t seen each other for nearly twenty years! Turns out she was into photography, much like myself. I was wanting to take a photography trip to Yellowstone and threw out the suggestion that we should go together the next summer. She said sure! Fast-forward to this summer. I saw some new photos she (Lisa) shared, and it reminded me of the Yellowstone thing. I still wanted to do it. Not really expecting her to say yes, I shot her a message, asking if she wanted to go. “Sure!” she said. What? really? Really. For two months, we formed a rough plan, and set the date for early August. Now, you might be thinking, “Won’t … click here to read the full article.