Words

Words have power in them we cannot understand. I've always been a sucker for a well-written....well, anything.

Perhaps it's why I have a degree in Communication Arts when I never excelled at Public Speaking.

It's why I love to cry in a good book.

It's why I still read the Chicago Tribune for the columnist who made me laugh all the way through college.

It's why I have a special place on my bookshelf for the "devotional (more like books that were totally and completely honest about life and how to struggle through it walking with Christ...they never really mentioned the Bible and were about as far from a traditional bible study as you could get...) " books on my bookshelf.

It's why most songs make me cry.

It's why I love the end of a good One Tree Hill episode (don't judge haha) where there's a long monologue.

This past week I've been reading a blog I found. I'm still not sure how I stumbled onto it, but I wanted to share the power it's had on me this week. It's the most heart-wrenchingly beautiful, honest, hilarious thing I've ever read.

It's here.

Read it. you'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll surely be inspired. This woman has the most amazing gift for writing down the real, gritty, horrible and beautiful parts of life. It's given me a fresh outlook.

I hope it does the same for you. Start at the beginning if you have time (and tissues).