I am not the most religious of people. To be perfectly honest, I go to mass because my mother wants me to. While I cannot profess a close and loving relationship to God, I love my mother, and if me going to mass makes her happy, I’ll go to mass. I’ll attend the processions, pray the rosaries, and partake in Holy Week traditions while other people my age are off to the beach or out of the country because we hardly get vacations that long in the span of a year. I started and finished my education in Catholic schools. I pray at night on my own. When there are…

As a sometime girl, I truly understand the power of retail therapy, and the happiness of finding the perfect shoes to go with the dress you’ve had in your closet for ages but can’t seem to wear. How pretty prints seem even prettier when you try them on and they actually look good on you. However, as a fairly bulky girl, and a year round tan in my late 20s, I know my limitations. So please stop me should I attempt to wear the following: 1. High waisted shorts: With an ample booty and womanly thighs, these reincarnation of mom jeans will only make me look like I gave birth…

Life is difficult. Everyone has their battles, their own struggles that they have to survive every single day. While some obstacles are harder than others, comparing your pain to other people is difficult and a waste of time and emotion. Don’t belittle other people’s problems because you think yours are bigger, or belittle your own pain because you think theirs is more important. Pain helps. It reminds us that we’re still human. It makes us appreciate the joy when it comes in. It helps us grow to be stronger people. However, for me, the length of emotional pain we choose to go under is at some point a choice. People…