Six weeks had passed since Lacey hung up on Brooke after finding out she kissed Reuben. It resembled a lifetime, given how inseparable they ...

The reality of the human experience is often draining. Hopelessness expands like gas in a room without you realizing it. Despair is accessible and ...

My eyes flickered as I tried to adjust to the pitch black. The room’s darkness challenged all my senses. I can’t see what’s in ...

A routine could be a blessing but also a curse. Lacey found herself at the height of a constant work rotation. She taught ballroom ...

There was a period in my life where every step felt like my last. Ruminations spiraled through my brain like an unending race against ...

The countdown to Christmas was on, and nothing about Lacey felt festive. New York City shined bright in colorful lights and decor. After eight ...

Confidence in my writing ability has been hard to come by. The power of my pen served as a primary source of expression. I’ve ...

Lacey was as excited as a child on Christmas morning. New York City was a fluffy winter scene. The first snowfall of the season ...

Do you remember how your parents begged you not to age too fast? I do. As an adult, I find myself hoping for the ...

Grief was as new to Lacey as having seasons. Autumn approached faster than she anticipated it would. She wasn’t prepared for change of any ...