Persevering Paige

A blog about faith, loss, and life’s mysteries.

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  • My first home was an apartment in Manassas, Virginia that my parents brought me to in the days after I entered the world while my father fixed up a family home in Culpeper for us to move into. That home in Culpeper was on the street ‘Lesco Boulevard’, and little did I know then, that…

  • I have seen and heard it all when it comes to this pandemic. I have heard all that is bad about it, and so much that is good. During this time there is so much to open your eyes to when thinking about all that has changed. I’m convinced that when you look for good,…

  • I often find myself in the middle of a moment where I am feeling everything in the world. I have accepted these moments as happening regularly and part of being Paige. They have always been a part of my experience and I have yet to figure out how to change that. I don’t think I…

  • I am a big believer in the practice of reflection. As my birthday approaches, I have reflected on my past year, and the experience of being 22. I have never experienced a year so vastly wild as this one. At 22 I experienced being on top of the world, and feeling devastation at the very…

  • I’m supposed to be working on my final assignment of the semester, but as I’m doing so, I can’t help but find myself immersed into the thoughts of how truly wild this year has been. I know people articulate this sentiment often, but wow, what an eye-opening, whirlwind of a year. I have had years…

  • ‪I want to get a part of my favorite Fitzgerald quote tattooed on me. “I was within and without.” I believe Fitzgerald was one of the most influential and talented writers of all time. I also believe truly good literature is timeless. I was within and without describes every situation I have ever been in,…

  • This experience of being left when I was completely in love has been every emotion in the book. I have gone through every emotion I have ever felt in life, multiple times. It is the definition of an experience that ebbs and flows; constantly changing and shaking the one who goes through this. It has…

  • Most will not understand. That’s okay. I just really wanted this on my blog somewhere in case I ever lose it on my computer. The essay question: Hollywood movies aside was Alexander the all that “great”? Some historians argue Alexander was in fact great while others argue that other than his conquests Alexander left little…

  • Something I have recently become aware of is how much my studies can take away from what is important. What do you mean by that, Paige? Are your studies not important to you? No–they are. Here is what I mean. My college journey in particular is one that is non-traditional. I did not go straight…

  • “Well, change is a part of life, Paige.” The very sentence that pierces my heart each time I try to open up and speak to someone about how difficult change is for me. Whether it’s involving something big, or something small, change is hard for me. Of course the drastic changes are the hardest but…

  • Sometimes we forget. Today was one of those days, as I dragged myself around in lethargy to my daily routines and responsibilities. All it takes though, is just a single moment of goodness, to remind us of the truth that is our purpose and our very being itself. At the end of my day, one…

  • I recently received a Facebook message from a woman I don’t know, but that knew my Mom. She used to work with my Mom at her first paralegal position. She said that she was thinking about my Mom tonight, and wanted to look me up to see if I was on Facebook. She is the…

  • Sunday after mass I went to visit my Mom. I had a lot of stuff I wanted to tell her, and some answers I needed to get. After I had spent about 25 minutes talking out loud to her, a truck pulled up. I started to talk quieter, because I’ve found that when there are…

  • I wonder what you’d say about the world I wonder what you’d say about me I wonder what you’d be like If you were here with me Would we drive around at midnight Laughing hysterically Or would we sit by the lake and chat just like old times Would you still follow the same line…