Little did I know, that when I titled this blog Letting go, and holding on, I would be talking about the blog itself. I have come to a point where I need some changes. If you know me, this is no surprise. But I hope that you will follow me here, to The Road Less Traveled.

Stumbling, struggling, but always going strong. Tuesday, February 25, 2014. On February 15th, my father passed away suddenly. He was 65 years old. I told my mom, those are signs of him having had a heart attack, or being on his way to having one. I told her, make him go to the hospital. He refused to go for four whole days. Tuesday, October 15, 2013. I turn 25 in two days.

I finally made the decision to switch my blog over from blogger to wordpress! Here is my new link so please please please make sure you add it to your blogroll and follow me.

On this blog, you will find book and magazine reviews, my adventures and more. It has been more than a month since I started my new position and moved back to South Carolina. It has its nice moments but I am very homesick. I am trying to adjust to all of the changes. It is nice being able to spend more time with my son. 1 Spring will be here soon. 2 The weekend is here. 3 My baby is nearby. New job, new city.

I was so anxious, excited, nervous for school today that I hardly slept last night. This created a party in my mouth;0. These all sound a bit foriegn to me. The back to school gear! January 11, 2010.

I HATE myself for binging. I have beat myself up about it for days, weeks, months. I was so appalled and shocked at these behaviours and urges after restricting for so long, and I took it out furiously on myself. Is it any wonder my mind keeps trying to soothe? Tonight I felt so happy at my success. Buttered ham and cheese salad sandwich. And treated myself to a yummy.

And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. September 11, 2011 by Lauren. I found this poem at weighingthefacts. com and it is as though the author reached into my brain and pulled out these words. I emphasized parts that particularly stood out to me. Aryan brothers and sisters standing.