Category: The Cat’s Quill
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On Love, Quietly
“On Love, Quietly— a February series” February has a way of making everything louder. Love becomes something we’re supposed to celebrate loudly, publicly, or feel certain about. Hearts are everywhere decorated in towns, restaurants offering couples menus, even Hallmark and their “loveuary” movies. Expectations are everywhere. And for a good bit of us, a quiet…
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A Name for This Space, and What Comes Next
Hello friends. I wanted to come back to last week’s post for a moment. A way to follow up with everyone. I’ve read the polls, and spent some time thinking about this space and the people who keep finding their way here. About what it means to write something and know it will be read…
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A Christmas That Found Its Own Shape
A warm, reflective look back at a Christmas shaped by tradition, chosen family, small moments, and the quiet joy of letting the season unfold as it was.
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Christmas is Coming to Town
A quiet reflection on Christmas, expectations, and choosing softness in a season that asks for more. An essay about pressure, permission, and letting the glow coexist with what feels heavy underneath.
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When the Chaos Settles Into Your Bones
A week of exhaustion, renovation chaos, long workdays, and learning when to slow down. From Monday mayhem to quiet moments of relief, this is a reflection on mental overload, resilience, and finding stillness when the noise finally fades.
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Thanksgiving: A Beautiful Mess of Chaos, Coffee and Glitter
This Thanksgiving was equal parts cozy and chaotic—from a sleepy North Carolina town to a house full of warmth, noise, and unforgettable family moments. Between road-trip coffee, energetic kids, good food, and one boldly rude stranger, the holiday was anything but boring. Here’s a heartfelt, humorous recap of a perfectly imperfect Thanksgiving.
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Am I the Problem?
“It’s a terrifying thing to wonder if you’re the villain in your own story.” Quill Have you ever realized there’s an odd silence that falls right after something goes south? There’s one question that’s been clinging to the back of my mind like a leech. “Am I the problem?” No curiosity. No reflection. Just Accusatory.…
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Overcoming Inexperience in Dating: A Candid Reflection
I want to date. There–it’s out in the open. And I immediately want to book a ticket to Timbuktu and pretend I never admitted that out loud. The truth is I’m a young adult and dating feels…terrifying. Not in the “Someone might murder me” kind of way (though honestly, have you seen the world we…
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The Pain of being a Backup Friend
“It hurts differently when you realize you’re not the first call, just the convenient one.” Quill Have you ever noticed how your phone only seems to ring after someone’s original plan fall through? I’m very familiar with the— Are you busy? text— sent ten minutes before needing to be somewhere. I don’t know if that’s…
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The Apology I Never Got, and the One I Gave Myself
“Some silences feel heavier than words. Some goodbyes never quite finish saying themselves.” Quill Today, I have been asking myself what to post about and truly I was torn between two topics. Mainly because each one has their own kind of “heaviness” that can be difficult for people to discuss. After much debate, I decided…
