January 8, 2012
And…I’m back with this gem.

Guy: You look so gorgeous in that dress.

Someone who is familiar to my two blog readers named ****: I’m wearing jeans actually, but thanks.

Ahhh Kirkwoods…providing the backdrop for inebriated laced gems like these since 2007.

October 16, 2011
I had

a lovely weekend. Footloose, Oyster Fest, seeing Ere, Kate and Linz, sleeping, now hoping for a Cards victory!!!

July 10, 2011
Sunday Evening (A Cheesy Emo Post)

As much as the last few days have been full of fun, friends and family, they’ve also been full of come to Jesus moments.

It’s a combination of the significance of another year of life, coupled with the outpouring of joy I’ve had recently and the (this is key) the possibility of joy that I’ve denied myself before.

Why would someone deny themselves joy? Or happiness? Or peace?

Because of anger and hurt.

Deep seeded anger and hurt.

And after the last few days, some really good talks with Kate and Linz, and a big come to Jesus moment last night, I realized that I don’t want to be angry or hurt anymore.

And to accomplish that, I’ve chosen to forgive.

It’s often been said that forgiveness is not about the other person: It’s about you.

I completely agree.

I’m forgiving because I want to move forward. And I want to leave the anger and the hurt in the past.

I’m not saying that I won’t have moments of hurt, or anger, but I don’t want to be ruled by them. 

There is so much good in life, and often times I’ve missed out on something, or I’ve made the wrong decision, because I was being led by anger and hurt.

So tonight I forgave someone. Actually a lot of someones. And I forgave myself for things that I’ve done, times that I should have known better, opportunities that I didn’t make the most of.

I did most of this work on my self as I was sitting outside at the Hancock building, enjoying a birthday slice of Chocolate Tuxedo Cheesecake. I honestly think the last time I had that specific cheesecake was the day I turned 16.

I felt lighter as I was walked past the shops that were closing, on Oak and Michigan, on the way back to my condo. Much lighter. And fairly exhausted.

But it’s a happy tired now, because tomorrow is the start of a fresh week. And it’s the best season of the year in the best city in the world, and I can’t wait for what’s next.

July 10, 2011
And I’m 27…

And I’m 27…

July 8, 2011
Seriously.

Tears in my eyes

As I read through the multitude of Facebook posts….

As I recount my WONDERFUL dinner with Linz…

As I think about my family, my friends…

I feel truly blessed. And empowered.

Jily.

What a good birthday.

July 6, 2011
My last day of 26

Well this year certainly did not turn out the way I thought it would.

Does anything ever really though?

There was so much good: Dancing and laughing my a**(for you Mom) off at Kate and Lindsey’s weddings, getting to write for a really incredible CEO, spending time with the kids, getting to visit home for an entire week, Denny Fitch, getting to speak at Lafayette and having the scholarship fund become a 501c3, having Erica move up here, moving to the Gold Coast, getting to have every member of my immediate family visit and working at a place where potential seems to brim around every corner.

There was a lot of bad too. But I’m 27 in less than five hours, and I don’t want to dwell on any of the bad.

Moreover, I am grateful for everything that I have learned this year. I learned that I can be strong, but that my family and friends are there when I need a hand. I learned who I am, and further realized that the person I want to be isn’t so far away any more: She’s within reach.

I gave myself a challenge on Saturday. Between then and Wednesday (just 5 days), I wanted to run 26 miles to close out my 26th year.

All the good, all the bad—I wanted to end the year on a positive note.

I had to run 3 miles this morning and nearly 7 after work today, and that last mile I wasn’t sure if I was going to pull through, but I told myself:

You’ve got this Jill Christine.

You’ve got this girl.

And I did.

26 miles to close out this truly unforgettable 26th year of my life.

Can’t wait to see what 27 brings: Inevitably more cheesiness from me (see above few lines), but also Sunda tomorrow night with Linz, Hubbard Inn with Kate and Ere Friday night, a beer pong tournament with Kate Saturday morning and a date on Sunday.

And that’s just this weekend.

I thank God for the opportunities I have in front of me, my family and my friends, my Dad who watches over me from heaven, my passion for writing and my newfound optimism.

I thank him for my life, and I’m excited to see what this 27th year brings.

No expectations though: Things rarely turn out the way you thought they would.

Happy Jily.

May 1, 2011
Anne and I are glued to the tv

Nine years, 7 months and 20 days…GO USA!!!!

April 10, 2011
In no particular order

People who helped me to have an utterly fantastic weekend:

Kate Adam Meg Jordan Hill Charlie Will Meghan Marta

Places I loved going: Cuvee, Grahamwich, Cedar Hotel, Theory, Lincoln Park Zoo

Dresses I loved wearing: Black (three) with detailed backs

Shoes I loved rocking: Black stilettos and Black booties

PRAYING that we all have a great week!

April 9, 2011
Last night

I wore a little black dress. And towering heels. And had so much damn fun.

Life is meant to be enjoyed, and I’ve been doing a pretty poor job of that as of late. 

I’m ready to stop getting in my own way. Finally.

April 9, 2011

And when the event, the big change in your life, is simply an insight - isn’t that a strange thing? That absolutely nothing changes except that you see things differently and that you’re less fearful and less anxious and generally stronger as a result: isn’t it amazing that a completely invisible thing in your head can feel realer than anything you’ve experienced before? You see things more clearly and you know that you’re seeing them more clearly. And it comes to you that this is what it means to love life, this is all that anybody who talks seriously about God is ever talking about. Moments like this.

-Jonathan Franzen