Listen, ya'll are going to get these blogs whenever I feel led to write! I hope you don't mind the randomness that is Vashti. I am up at an unGodly hour per usual and of course I'm already deep in thought. Every Sunday at church someone awkwardly stands next to me and I can see the wheels turning in their head on the decision of whether to hug me or not. I'll explain why. So, about 5-7 years ago I realized that when people go to hug me I get anxious. I thought to myself, that can't be right I love hugging my grandparents, I love hugging my nephew...and well, that's it. I'm chuckling just writing that. My family was never big on hugging. My parents didn't really hug us. Actually in my high school graduation picture, you can see how odd me and my dad look standing that close to each other. And it's not because we don't love each other, we just aren't a physically affectionate family. We are wordsmiths so we have always shown our affection thro...
Do you remember the movie Just Wright? It's about a physical therapist who meets an NBA player and becomes his therapist. Of course they fall in love. I fell in love with the idea of Love + Basketball - ugh what perfection! So, I went to school for PT. Received my bachelor's in Health Science and began applying for DPT programs. I was not accepted. I began to realize that maybe God had a different plan. That's where I am now, being content in my singleness and JustWriting. Wish me love!