I’m Graduated. Now What?

Trumpets sound. Bells in the bell tower chime. Crowds cheer, and I ascend to my throne, waving. I am no longer a mere student. I am a graduate. Okay, so trumpets didn’t sound, but bells did ring and crowds did cheer (for me and for the many others that I sat with—in fold out chairs,ContinueContinue reading “I’m Graduated. Now What?”

Under a Foot Away from My First Kiss

Warning: This story contains moments that may move you to cringe, gasp, and frown at the unlikelihood of the following unfortunate events. Now, let the story commence. Every Saturday, the grocery stores fill with shoppers, and in Utah, most money-wavers want to purchase their puddings and pasta before Sunday—the day of rest. So, I don’tContinueContinue reading “Under a Foot Away from My First Kiss”