An Empty Finish Line
Yesterday, I crossed a finish line. Yep, that was all it was, a finish line. A man-made line in the street to declare the race complete. Nothing more, nothing less. Of course completing a half-marathon is nothing to laugh at. I am super proud of my husband and myself for completing our first race together. But […]
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 amazing fluorescent pink and purple and the crisp fall air was simply perfect. We pushed our son in his stroller as he clutched his beloved golf club and juice cup in […]
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 House, my heart skipped a beat. Yes, I was finally returning home, if only for an afternoon. It was a picture perfect day of clear blue skies, much like my first […]
Christy’s Corner
As I sit in the airport and reflect on this extraordinary trip, my heart is filled with gratitude and inspiration. I plan to recap the entire trip in blog form soon, but I need more time to process the intense feelings that came along with such an experience. However, there is something urging my fingers […]
Dressing for Radio
What started yesterday as a typical sarcastic Facebook post of mine, ended with a much deeper meaning: “Preparing for my first radio interview tomorrow. Having trouble deciding on what I should wear ;P” Within seconds, my equally sarcastic Facebook friends responded with suggestions like, “Pony tail,” “Jammies,” “Nude,” and the list goes on. Then a […]
Productive Reflections
It is a soggy morning at SMASH HQ. I love these grey mornings, especially in my new office with its amazing 12-foot window overlooking our front porch. The house is quiet (except for my bulldog, Lilly, snoring under my desk). I find myself unable to be ‘productive’. I hate that word anyway. What does it […]
Seated Strength
When I decided to admit myself to treatment, I had no idea the process I would have to undergo. In my mind, going to treatment was like the TV show Intervention or Dr. Phil, where the addict says, ‘Yes, I will go.’ Then the family cries, hugs it out and then a plane scoops her […]
Moving Hope
This was it. Time to say goodbye. My footsteps quietly echoed through our empty house as I said my final farewell to our first home. Nearly six years ago, we made this house our home. Its walls witnessed the magnitude of our family’s journey and kept us safe as we weathered the roughest storms of […]
Boston Boundaries
As I sit in my cozy airplane window seat, I can’t help but reflect back on my Boston experience. I thought this blog would mainly be about my time at the Almost Anorexic book signing, but there is something else compelling my fingers to click away on this early morning flight home: BOUNDARIES A word […]
We are Carolina House
My heart is so heavy. You read about it in books and listen to therapists tell you that eating disorders kill, but you don’t believe it. You never think it will happen to someone you know and you definitely never think it will take your life. But is does and it can. My heart sinks […]