Let people change you. Let experiences shape how you see the world. Let everyday be a new opportunity to continue growing.

Because what does life look like when you remain the same? What happens when you build your walls so high that you let no one and nothing influence your existence on this earth?

There will be moments that change you. Some will only last a second and others may take years. But at least you’re changing and growing and trying to figure life out – one trial, one error, one breakthrough at a time.

I used to live my life under the impression that I had to please everyone with every facet of my life. Then things changed.

It was the moment I realized I could do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted that almost scared me into retreating back into my shell. I almost decied to stop growing.

Because it can be scary and confusing. Sometimes you please yourself and sometimes you please others and sometimes you can’t do both.

This is your life. You’re allowed to figure it out on your own terms.

So do the thing.

That thing you’re afraid to do. That conversation you don’t want to have. That leap you’re afraid to take.

Do it already.

I’m cheering for you.




So I went on this date tonight. And he was nice and cracked jokes and looked into my eyes as if he were truly listening to every word that came out of my mouth. He talked highly of his family and his dreams and the experiences that shaped his life.

And as he was talking, my mind wandered everywhere beyond that quaint little booth of the dark bar and grill on the corner of my newest home. I thought about ice cream. I thought about my tv shows, my friends, last weekend, this weekend, the weather outside, and you.

I thought about you.

And the longer the date, the less I cared about surpressing the yawns escaping my body. My eyes began to droop and he could see my lack of interest and attention. As we left the restaurant, promising to see each other again, I knew I was lying. Because I called you before I had a chance to cross the street.

I needed your voice. I needed your comfort.

I needed you.

And I was tired. I spent the entire day speaking with strangers and forcing conversations and the last thing I wanted to do was try to do those things on my own free time.

I wanted to run. I have a book I need to finish. There’s laundry that needs washed and a lawn that needs mowed. And there’s you.

What I wanted to do after I left the office was to come home and cook dinner while I awaited your arrival. I wanted to greet you on the street with my bare feet and big smile and kiss you for all the world to see. I wanted to walk you inside, set your things in my room, and spend the rest of the night talking to you and kissing you and falling more and more in love with you.

So I’m done dating. I’m done trying to find your replacement. I’m done putting myself out there for lifeless dinner dates and men who are dead inside. I want you. & I will wait till I can have you again.



The Stupid White Cars of Your Life


For an entire semester, I would drive by this house with a clean white car in the drive. Every day, I focused on this car. Not because it was new. Not because it was always peculiarly clean. Not for any particular reason.

This car caught my attention because it was more than a car. It was the exact same vehicle my ex boyfriend drove. Though I knew it wasn’t him, this car continually caught my eye, bringing my mind back to him. This car owned my thoughts as I drove through this small, forgettable town day in and day out.

On my last drive home from class, the car was yet again parked in the drive. As I routinely turned my attention to this place, I took my eyes off the memory trigger and to the home beside it. For a moment, I was lost in my own mind. This home was beautiful. This home was a two story brick mansion with quiet ivy crawling it’s way to the sky. It was calming and something about it felt good with my soul.

And then I got angry.

I was angry for letting this stupid car keep me from enjoying such a peaceful place. For so long, I failed to enjoy this beautiful home and concentrated all my negative energy on my stupid ex boyfriend and his stupid clean, white car.

So often, we see good and bad juxtaposed in life. We see starving children on the hillside of a beautiful, majestic mountain. We see a college diploma sitting next to the unemployment check on the kitchen table. We see our stupid ex boyfriend’s car sitting in the drive of a beautiful, old home.

So let’s stop focusing on the negative and all the ways that life can go wrong. Let’s cheer each other on, and smile at strangers, and go to bed with smiles instead of slow streaming tears. Let’s choose to focus on the good things in life that we often take for granted. Let’s understand that permanence in life is imaginary and change is inevitable.

Let’s focus on all the things we want to do in life and do them. Let’s do all the things and live a really, really full life.

I challenge you to stop looking at the metaphorical clean, white, distracting cars in your life and dedicate your time and energy to those beautiful places where your soul can rest. Let’s go out and search for these resting places of our souls. And when we find them, let’s pick back up, kiss them goodbye, and find the next one.

Let’s continue to move and grow and learn new things.

For the sake of all things good, keep learning new things.

xox | crh


Indecision: The Death of Us All.

Decide. Whatever it is you want to do, just decide already.

And when you don’t know what to do, decide. Just do it. It doesn’t matter if it’s right or meant to be or your next best step. It doesn’t matter if it’s big or small or somewhere in between. It doesn’t matter if it will change your life or change your day, just do it. Just decide already.

Because what’s the worst thing you can possible do to yourself?

Remain stagnant. Seriously. Don’t take action about anything. Stay where you are and live a very comfortable life. Don’t take risks. God forbid you try something new…don’t do that either. Stay in your nice stable environment and live the same year 80 times and call it a life.

That’s what you can do.

But what if I told you that you are one decision away from being completely different? What if I said that you are one choice away from doing whatever the hell you’ve always wanted to do?

Sometimes we forget that we’re adults and we can make our own decisions beyond just paying the bills. We forget that if we hate the life we’re living, we can pick up and move to do whatever. we. want.

So you want to live abroad? Okay. Go live abroad.

You want to end your long-term, unhappy relationship? Okay. Go ahead and end it.

You want to go back to school to do something you actually love? Okay. Start applying.

Why are we not doing these things? Why am I typing these words? Shouldn’t we know that we can move wherever we want? We are not trees! If you want to do something in your life, there is no better time than this exact moment. If you wait one more, you’re wasting precious time. We sometimes think we are invincible and we’ll live forever and (eventually) do all the things we want to do. But what happens when you get to the end of your life and you didn’t take that chance? You never went to that foreign country you wanted to see your whole life. You never expressed your feelings to that person your soul was yearning for when you were young. You never changed your major to do the work you actually wanted to do.

It’s one life. Sometimes we hear that so much that we become numb to this statement.

You only get ONE LIFE. Stop reading and start understanding. Start digging deeper. Start figuring out what it is that you want. What it is that your soul desires. When you’re 80 (God willing) and you’re looking back on your life, what is it that you wish you would do right now. Start living in the present and understanding that time is passing you by and inaction will be the death of your soul.

Please don’t kill your soul.



Into the Unknown

All of my life, I’ve lived in the known. My physical surroundings, my people, my future: they’ve all been very clear cut and comfortable. And it is only now that I am finding my life in the uncomfortable.

For years, I lost my life. Sucks, right? Sure. But it’s presenting the opportunity to find myself again in any way, shape, or form I desired. This wasn’t a predisposed identity everyone thought they knew to be truth, but one I carefully selected for myself. One that throws me into the vast sea of uncomfortability, only to define whether this identity is truly one I will fight for.

What is it that makes you uncomfortable with life? What is it that makes you question if you are making the right decision? Are there pieces of who you are that you hide out of comfortability with the current image you portray? This is your sign to become all the pieces of yourself you want to be. To embrace the questionable, uncertain, qualities and characteristics that you only keep on the inside.

So it’s time to redefine, reestablish, and reunite our former, present, and future selves. I challenge you to do the same. What is it that you loved about yourself 5, 10, 15 years ago? What is it that you love about yourself in this very present moment? What is it that you imagine for a better, fuller future self? Take all of these things, put them together, and be that. Be that version of you. Do what it takes to become all the best pieces of yourself that you can be.

I am sure you will come to the end of your life and regret this moment if you do not take my advice. Be you. Be who you were. Be who you are. Be who you want to be. Be all the things that make you feel alive. Be all the things that give you purpose. Be all the things that make you feel like you. 

Stop worrying about the image others have of you in their minds, and become the ideal image you have manifested for the best version of yourself. I believe in you.



Hello Today.

Two years gone & thinkin’ back when

I broke your heart knowing what to say then.

You had a heart of gold that I looked right through.

Two years gone, but it feels brand new.


Fresh cut wounds & rolling tears

I said goodbye that day but I need you here.

You don’t know I feel, God, I feel this way,

Farewell was then, but hello today.


You must be a new man since we last met,

without a clue of all the tears I’ve shed.

Time heals all things, I’ve heard them say.

Little do they know what I feel today.


Fresh cut wounds & rolling tears

I said goodbye that day but I need you here.

You don’t know I feel, God, I feel this way.

Farewell was then, but hello today.


Folks around this town say you’re bad news

telling me to run far away from you.

I’m better off, higher than, out of your league.

But they don’t know, I was your puzzle piece.


I still have fresh cut wounds & rolling tears.

I said goodbye that day but I need you here.

You don’t know I feel, God, I feel this way,

Farewell was then, but hello today.


If you see him out, say hello for me.

Tell him this song was never supposed to be.





First, Last, & Everywhere in Between

We’ve all heard them say it.

You’ve gotta love yourself first before you can love anyone else, Chels…”

How do you expect others to love you when you don’t even love yourself?”

“Just keep working on you and love will come when you stop looking for it.”


I am constantly asked if I am dating, and when I politely shake my head, everyone feels the need to console me and tell me I’m better off.

So why did you ask in the first place?

Society tells us that after graduating college (because that’s expected, too), you get a job, find a spouse, have children, and live life like everyone else. These are the checkpoint of success on the road of a normal “healthy” life.

Okay, no thanks though.

Because what if I don’t graduate on time and decide to travel and job hop until I find something cool and maybe decide not to get married? Or do? And both of those options be equally okay?

And then what if I decide not to have kids until I’m 32 and then have 7 in a row with 4 dogs and 1 on the way? Because I’m sure people would find things to criticize about that too.

The point, whether we do this or not, is to love. Choose love first, choose it last, & choose it at every point in between.

Whether love first comes in the form of a significant other, a pet, or yourself, just choose to simply love.

It doesn’t matter what. It doesn’t matter who.

Love has already been chosen. It was chosen for us long before our existence & it will continue long after we are gone.


First, last, & and everywhere in between.


Do not be lazy like this cat. Or do. I don’t care.

Play a song you’ve never heard.

Paint your nails with neon colors.

Stare deeply into a stranger’s eyes

& smile.

Because life is long and it’s short and sometimes hurts really bad but other times is really really really great but sometimes the greatness is a day and the darkness is a month and you forget to look at the clock for 72 hours and you question what life is.

& so play that song. Open your mind. Try something new.

The world is so vast and so full and so beautifully tragic.

And if I asked you to describe your life is 3 words, would one of them be FULL?

Are you living a full, really luscious life or nah? Are you becoming more whole? Are you becoming better? Are you expanding yourself as a person?

If the answer is no, if you would not use the word “full” to describe the life you are creating for yourself, I suggest you change.

And I don’t mean next week or tomorrow or this evening. I mean now. Change as quickly as humanly possible because time…well time is quickly fading and I don’t know what else to tell you than to change.

Go live. Go do. Go be. Live everything you can and do everything you can and be every single thing you can be.

What are you waiting for?


Clock bells ring from a place unknown

As a stare out this window I’m supposed to call home.


Street lights keep night from settling in

I can peer down the sidewalk, yet all shadows grow dim.


Who are these people? Why are they here?

They could ask the same question, and my answer I fear.


My purpose seems foggy, my path a mess.

From an outsider’s eyes, I may look like success.


A job in a town far away from my home,

From city to state, cross the country I roam.


But look ‘neath the surface of this life that I lead,

New people, new places, they lack something I need.


A bed to call mine and family close by,

The small simple things, now a lullaby.


I dream far away in the distance of time.

I must count down the nights till they are yet again mine.