And I Miss You

I’m homesick. There. I said it. I know you’ve been disappointed in the past. …because I wasn’t. You thought that to be unreasonable, insensitive, callous even. And maybe you were right. Maybe I did shut off some of my emotions for the past seven months. Adventure called to me and I dove in. New experiences, […]

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A Response To “A Letter To My Future Husband”

My dear friend, Stephen Lewis Hildreth, made me the loveliest video in the world after reading what I wrote to my future husband. Stephen is already behind the sweetest thing someone has ever done for me, but he outdid even himself with this one. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

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A Letter To My Future Husband

Dear Future Husband, We haven’t even met yet and I’m mad at you. Impressive. But when you do finally read this, you’ll already know I’m an open book. So let’s dive right in. We’ve wasted enough time. I’m mad that… I’m writing this letter on a plane to Paris without you. I’m mad that… You […]

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I’ll Meet You In Switzerland

My favorite story about my father is something you only find in fairy tales. Because truth be told, he really was my mom’s prince. At 24, my mom thought my 30 year-old dad was too old to date her; but nevertheless, he persistently asked her out. She eventually relented, but he could never quite convince her that […]

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Day 12: The Spaniard

Of course I met a Spaniard. At a train station. On the way to Madrid. Because this is my life. And my life likes to mock me. How did we meet, you ask? Well, as mentioned in previous posts, I overpacked. And while I did consolidate, I can’t pick up the heavy rolling bag…so he […]

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Day 9: Baby Fever

I want a baby. I know…no one is more surprised than me. Not today. Not tomorrow. But definitely someday. While my friends were born mothers, my “biological clock” has never ticked. Not even once. And it still hasn’t. There has never been this urge inside of me that said, “you need a baby” or “You know what […]

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Day 6: Facebook Stalking My Crush

Urban art in Valencia, Spain © Joelle Pittman

I relapsed a little. I spent Friday night Facebook stalking my crush. Before you judge me, what else is a sober, celibate person supposed to do? Go to a paella making class or watch flamenco? Where am I? Spain? …Oh… But in my defense, he started it! He liked four of my photos in a […]

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