The ball park, luckily, was in my town. We were lucky we didn’t end up in some random part of the world. I was still very confused about how this whole traveling between worlds thing was actually happening. Maybe I should start from the beginning. I’m Willa Thompson, the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter. Yes. I’m the youngest of seven girls, and my mother was also the youngest of seven girls. Why is that important? We’ll get to that. While the rest of my siblings were o

Jan 7, 2020 “Run!” I looked up from my food to see Seven running at full speed in my direction. “Why?” I mumbled through a mouthful of meat—I wasn’t sure what I was eating but it was delicious. Seven sped past me before realizing I wasn’t following. Grumbling, he rushed back and yanked my arm, forcing me to stand and drop my food to the white sand. “Now it’s ruined,” I scowled. That was the best food I’d had in days. “Pick your girly butt up and run. Now!” I looked to the o

Jan 3, 2020 Am I mad for wanting to learn cake decorating? Absolutely not! Who would think that? You? What? Cake is delicious. And beautiful cake is delightful. Cake Decorating Wonder Once upon a time, I learned that people create beautiful cakes. My friend’s mom had this intricately designed cake that looked like a basket sitting on the dining room table. The way she weaved the frosting, incredible. It was awesome, and I stared, and wondered. But that was as far as my curi

Jan 1, 2020 I did it. I bit the bullet. And I mean I bit the bullet. It was a hard decision to make. Well, not a hard decision really. It was hard to push myself to get it done. But I finally did it. I published “Brita: On Fire.” I pushed past my fears and I did it. I made a few edits and a few more edits and a few more edits and finally did it. I let myself be okay with imperfection and I did it. Ahhh! I’m not sure if that is supposed to be a scream or a sigh of relief. Bo

Nov 8, 2019 So, I’ve been waiting for a baby for a while. Not as long as some. Some women wait 10 years or more. I have been married for almost seven years, six of which have been spent trying and waiting and hoping. And, I turn 35 this month. What?! I know. I get it. I’m still young. Well depends on whom you’re comparing me to. In the Utah culture, where I am from, 35 is just a tiny bit old to be starting to have kids. I have friends who have been playing the parenting gam

Aug 23, 2019 I know what you’re thinking: Journaling? Really? Isn’t that boring? Okay, so I don’t truly know if you’re thinking that, but maybe… When I think journaling, I tend to think more traditional: Dear Diary, Today was great. I had a big two-scoop ice cream cone and didn’t gain a pound. Oh, if only. Yes, the traditional diary journal is a great way to tell your story. But, there are other ways if that method seems a little old school for you. But first… Why Journal a

Aug 12, 2019 So, remember back to this post when I talked about how Scott was gone for over six months on a military deployment to Kuwait? What if I told you he left again, a month after he got back from the first one? The Job Offer Some decisions are so hard to make. They impact your life in a huge way. They change your world. They make you think: life has never turned out the way I thought it would so why did I think it would now? Oh, I think I’ve lost you on my little re

Mar 11, 2019 The sky is blue, no clouds in sight, and the weather is semi-warm. Time to head south. Needing an adventure, Chef Comte and I set out toward the land of the goblins. We pack a light, healthy lunch, stow our current choice of books (just in case we want to relax and read in the warm, dessert heat), grab sunscreen, and set off. The sky is blue, no clouds in sight, and the weather is semi-warm. Time to head south. Chef Comte and I are all about adventures, since o

Feb 12, 2019 One of the hardest things about this blog, the entire blog, SAnnComte.com, is being honest. Have you noticed how hard it is to be honest with yourself, or about yourself with the people around you? It’s not that we are trying to hide, but we’ve been programed to put on our best faces and show the world only our best selves. I’m not one for sharing everything. There are somethings that don’t need to be shared. But we don’t have to hide all the bad. I truly believe

Jan 15, 2019 I’ve always wanted to live in a little studio apartment. But not just any studio. I want one of those fancy New York studios with the brick walls and the worn wood flooring and the open kitchen. I know, a studio apartment is not really practical for the amount of stuff Scott and I have, but maybe one day, after or during the zombie apocalypse, we’ll find a studio apartment and be happy. We’ll have plants growing in the windows and knotted fabric tied on a rod for

Nov 20, 2018 This dragonfly writing prompt comes from TheJitteryJunebug.com. First, before I begin, do you know what dragonflies mean? I looked it up once because suddenly I saw dragonflies everywhere. One poor little guy died in the garden area at work. The next day I saw one fly through Walmart. And then one landed in my garden at home. What? I didn’t see dragonflies like this when I was a kid. (Or maybe I wasn’t paying attention.) So, this is what I found: The dragonfly to

Jul 11, 2018 I’ll be honest, I don’t let my infertility feelings out very often. I tend to push them down or ignore them ’cause, really, I don’t want to feel them. I don’t want to feel the want, the hands aching, the heart aching, the jealousy, the “what about me,” the “look what I can’t have,” the …. I don’t know… just feels, all the feels. Yoga teaches me to open my heart and be okay with the feelings, no judgement. Sometimes I believe the world teaches: Cry and yell and

Jun 7, 2017 How do I start? I’ve been thinking about writing this post for a while–a few years. I keep putting it off. Today, I have courage. A while ago, a few years ago, I wrote about finding out I have endometriosis. For those who don’t know, endometriosis is when tissue that normally lines the uterus grows outside the uterus. I just saw an add that calls it a disorder. Thanks, internet. Endometriosis can be painful for many women. But you can’t know you have it unless a

Jan 6, 2015 Yes, this is an infertility story. I’m going to do it. I’m going to write about something that is hard for me to communicate. I’m going to put myself out there—not because I’m looking for recognition or understanding, but because I’m a writer and as a writer I need to free myself and not keep certain things bottled up inside. I need to understand what I’m going through from a different perspective. And the best way I know how to do that is through writing. Why h

Jan 10, 2014 The following is an original poem I wrote way back in college when I took a poetry class as part of my creative writing major. I had never been very good at writing poetry. Or maybe I just wasn’t super interested in it. My professor encouraged all the students to keep a writing journal and jot down thoughts and poems. I would sit in bed with my journal propped on my leg and try to think of something to write, something that could maybe turn into a poem. My mind

Hi! I’m Sara Ann Comte. Welcome to my blog and my website. I’m glad you’re here! Maybe you know me. Maybe not. Maybe you do but want to know more. Well, let me introduce myself. Who is Sara Ann Comte? The quick answer I place on all my social media profiles is: Author, yogi, and self-love warrior. I am also a wife to an amazing man—Scott—who supports me in all my dreams, mother to a miracle baby, and puppy momma to a cute chihuahua named Obi—yes, after Obi-Wan Kenobi. I love

© elavuk81 / Adobe Stock The day I wrote this poem I wrote the word stillness in my journal as a word to focus on throughout the day, because when we find stillness and allow our minds to let go of all the stuff, we find enlightenment and creativity. One thing I’ve noticed in the last few years: I’ve let the world dictate my thoughts on what I should be doing with my time. I have not given myself over to pure creativity, to taking a thought and letting myself run with its im

© Makism Shebeko / Adobe Stock Good-bye is a short story I wrote for fun. I hope you enjoy it. Good-bye – A Short Story Roger stormed up the porch and pounded on the screen door. His face was flushed and his hands clammy; yet, he wasn’t going to let that deter him. This had to happen. If he was going to move on, if he was going to rid himself of her, if he couldn’t have her, this was he way it must be. He waited close to a minute, he was sure, before he pounded a second tim

You are divine. Let me show you. A few years ago, I quit my corporate job—a job where I had been the longest in my career, where I had a big “director” title, where I led an amazing team, where I had launched programs and ‘firsts’ for the company… But also where I was overly stressed on a daily basis and overfilling with anxiety. When I quit my job, I was relieved because I could finally calm down. But I also felt guilt, dread, regret, confusion, worry, and so many other fee

Book recommendations that you need to read now. 😊 I admit it, I love to read. I’m sure you’ve figured that out by now since I’m an author. And what author do you know who hates to read? Not many, I assume. Because I like books so much, I thought I’d share my favorites with you. These books don’t fit into a neat category, ’cause I read so many different things. But their writing and storytelling are beautiful. Below, check out my 5 book recommendations that you should read i