Welcome to Lauren’s Letters:
A space to find comfort in knowing you are not alone with your thoughts & feelings, while being comfortable in the uncomfortable.
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My name is Lauren Michele Tauber, from a small town in Pennsylvania called Nazareth, where I've resided up until the death of my father of 2018. At 13 years old, I strived to find some sort of outlet to express my emotions that I would feel as I continued to grow. Not only did these motives seem beneficial to myself and my mental health at the time, but I wanted some type of source to keep in contact with my dad while envisioning him reading my entries as I write.
Throughout my years I always felt that I undoubtedly appear just like any other girl walking down the street, attempting to keep up with the latest trends, with not a care in the world. I forget way too much that nobody is an open book, and my book is filled with way to many words all at once...
..And that's why I decided to begin writing. Sometimes I write to get a certain point across in my head, to tell a story, or to just lay out what my thoughts are out on a piece of paper. No matter what I write, I go by the saying that I. am. not. my. thoughts. My thoughts are only my thoughts and everything else that proceeds is how I choose to go about things. What you reap is what you sow.
So, here's me reaping what I sow, one day at a time.
Fast forward to today, here I am as a new adult still occasionally struggling to maneuver my ways through the obstacles of life (but hey, that's the beauty of it!). I hope that from this blog, we can learn how to navigate through these rough waters together :)
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