Author: Tessa Bradford

July 1, 2011 Tessa Bradford No comments exist

I’m sitting at the airport with my mom and sister; my flight leaves in an hour. I’m really bad at goodbyes— just said goodbye to the boyfriend, and I seem to have inherited the family trait of sobbing when I say goodbye. It’s awesome. But I’m about to head out, and I’m excited. Once I’m…

June 25, 2011 Tessa Bradford No comments exist

Chocolate ice cream is the way I bond with my grandpa. I definitely inherited my sweet tooth from him, and it has been a running joke as I scoop football-player sized bowls of ice cream that “you must be related to your grandpa or something.”

May 30, 2011 Tessa Bradford No comments exist

My grandparent’s home in small-town, no-where midwest is my favorite place in the world. It always has been. I’m coming back here for a few weeks before I head off to China, and I know it will be a good few weeks. It always is. This weekend I came up here for the holiday; my…