Hi, I’m Michaela but many of my friends & family know me as Mickey. If you’re reading this, odds are you already know me, but if you happen not to, I’ll leave it up to you to call me whichever name you prefer. What I introduce myself as tends to vary depending on who’s with me when I meet someone new.
I grew up in a fairly small town on the border of NC & VA, but I moved to Colorado Springs, CO in June 2018, which is what prompted me to start this blog. Exactly a year later, God called me to journey back to the East Coast where I’m now nestled in coastal Virginia. I spend my days working out of coffee shops & libraries as an online graduate student.
Being outdoors & in the midst of powerful worship are two places where I find my purest joy. The little things are the big things in my book. I’ll rarely ever turn down an offer to watch the sunrise (or sunset, for that matter) & in fact it’s one of my favorite things to do as a self-proclaimed early bird. I have a crazy sweet tooth, a deafeningly loud clap, & a tendency to walk & talk just a little too fast. I love telling stories, however I go on tangents that I almost immediately realize are not pertinent to the narrative but proceed to continue sharing anyway. I’m a big dreamer, but also a realist. I like to invest time in discovering more about myself & how God created me, particularly how I can leverage my strengths & weaknesses to better interact with those around me. Inarguably, I’m one of the most emotional people you’ll ever meet, which can be both a good & bad thing but I’m grateful God made me that way regardless. I yearn for adventure, adrenaline, & abundance of community. I love Jesus with my whole heart & at the end of the day, I’m just a girl trying to become more like Him.
This blog is intended to not only be a personal memoir for my own sake, but more importantly, it’s intended to be an encouragement to whomever stumbles upon my writing. I spent a long, dark season far away from God. I suffered from depression, anxiety, heartbreak, and the repercussions of my habitual sins. I didn’t know what real joy was, and I certainly didn’t have any to share with others. But in the fall of 2017, God’s relentless, exigent pursuit of my heart became palpable. I took up my cross, and decided that I would never make a better decision than to follow Jesus.