Now that I’m “back” to blogging, I thought I’d start bringing back some of my occasional blogging segments from the past year. Sadly, The FRITZ shant be one of those things. I just don’t have the time to recap my reality darling, Survivor — because Lord knows I could wax poetic about this show all night long (especially when the increasingly rare GREAT season rolls around as it has this season).
I’ve experienced some bad days in 25 years. Moving from Pennsylvania to Georgia as an innocent 12-year-old kid was pretty sucky. My dog’s sudden death left me in pools of undying tears. Now, add this past Monday to the Worst Day of My Life list.
Monday was horrific.
This has been a fun series of posts — both to write my story and to hear yours. I was so inspired by all the feedback from Part 2, and I hope you all will boldly share your stories in the comments of this final post as well.
A couple weeks ago I started a three-part series examining my life’s “Eden,” “apple,” and “heart” moments, as inspired by one of my favorite musicians, Brandon Heath. Part 1, “My Eden,” was a fantasy-laden post chronicling my glorious childhood days of bikes and games and empty parking lots with siblings and cousins.
Part 2, “My Apple,” isn’t quite as fantastical. It’s a little darker–actually, uh, a lot more. But before I delve any further, I’ll let my blogging sidekick Brandon Heath set me up once again.
Brandon Heath is my favorite male musician. Hands down. Dude never ceases to amaze me. His most recent Leaving Eden album hit me square between the eyes of my wandering soul and hasn’t let me go. I wrote about said album and my wandering nature in one of my first posts as a Revelife intern this past spring. You should go check it out.
Or, you know, don’t. I’ll never know either way.
One of my favorite things in life is hearing an incredible song for the very first time. Such a special, soul-bursting moment, and there’s really nothing quite like it. Except maybe bubblegum snow cones on a sultry day.
One of my other favorite things in life is hearing an incredible album for the very first time, because, well, that’s like increasing the incredible song factor by ten-to-fifteen.