An Empty Finish LineYesterday, I crossed a finish line. Yep, that was all it was, a finish line. A man-made line in the street to declare the…Continue Reading →
Find Your PLAY! The sun fell into the Louisiana bayou, as my husband and I ran side by side on an evening run. The sky was an…Continue Reading →
Who will you SMASH for?Gorgeous autumn shades lined the two lane road leading to 176 Lassiter Homestead. As I pulled down the windy entrance road to the Carolina…Continue Reading →
Christy’s CornerAs I sit in the airport and reflect on this extraordinary trip, my heart is filled with gratitude and inspiration. I plan to recap…Continue Reading →
Hope HangoverI spent majority of my life trying to be who I thought others wanted me to be: the scholar, the popular girl, the sorority…Continue Reading →
Dressing for RadioWhat started yesterday as a typical sarcastic Facebook post of mine, ended with a much deeper meaning: “Preparing for my first radio interview tomorrow.…Continue Reading →
Productive ReflectionsIt is a soggy morning at SMASH HQ. I love these grey mornings, especially in my new office with its amazing 12-foot window overlooking…Continue Reading →
Seated StrengthWhen I decided to admit myself to treatment, I had no idea the process I would have to undergo. In my mind, going to…Continue Reading →
Moving HopeThis was it. Time to say goodbye. My footsteps quietly echoed through our empty house as I said my final farewell to our first…Continue Reading →
Boston BoundariesAs I sit in my cozy airplane window seat, I can’t help but reflect back on my Boston experience. I thought this blog would…Continue Reading →
