Does anyone else think that 2016 is on crack?
Brexit, Trump, Prince, David Bowie, Divorces, Car accidents, Deaths in the family, Heartbreak, job switches, and
I haven’t figured out a concise and relatable way to explain the weird oddities that come along with working for a European airline. Flight benefits? No, we don’t have those. Bidding? Non-existent.
I have been removed from the history that was made this past Friday. Not removed because it does not matter to me, but removed because as a Christian, I should frown upon or be saddened by “where
I started this essay as content for my book. It turned into something that needed to be published here. So, here it is. -Kara
Sick. I feel it again. I don’t know if it is the antibiotic
“My life is a project of seeing the good in places, no matter where I am sent, no matter where I live. Of appreciating the beautiful in myself, and not begging to be someone else. I’m on
This post was initially started with the title being, “Why More Straight Men Should Be Flight Attendants.” And then it turned into this. That’s writing. That’s life:)
This is for Becca,
I’ve never met you, but you inspire me. I’ve never met many people that have read this blog, but your emails, comments, and quiet support fill me with purpose. Thank
When I was eighteen, it was a big deal when I came home from boarding high school with my ears pierced. Initially, it was only my Aunt that noticed. My father, and mother realized my rebel act only
I don’t feel very alive at this moment. Maybe it’s that I’ve been living so alive, so fully, at such high intensity, that I’ve temporarily run out of pizzaz. Only for a second
Driving to the airport this morning for my flight lesson, I realized something: That I worry way too much, and I’m over it! My morning had just begun, and yet, the concerns I had over things