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  • The Lost Beauty of Cursive Handwriting

    December 21st, 2025

    It started with a to-do list.

    In an attempt to gather my thoughts and organize my life at work a few months back, I grabbed my trusty notebook and started writing out my priorities for the day, week and month. As I was writing and talking out loud to myself (in true Kaylee fashion), a random thought popped in my head… “Can I still write in cursive?”

    So, for the next item on my long list of things to do, I attempted old school cursive handwriting. What a weird feeling! My hand was wobbly as I attempted the curvature of the letters. Some letters came out large, and some were small. You could see the shakiness from my hands on the paper. In general, though, it wasn’t bad. It was fun and transported me back to my elementary days where I and my classmates practiced cursive letters daily. I remember the uppercase letters “Q” and “F” being the hardest.

    I have written as much as I can in cursive since that day – notes to friends, simple reminders on sticky notes, pretty much whenever I have a pen and paper around.

    As my cursive has improved, I have noticed how enjoyable it is to write again and quite simply the surprising beauty of it. The curved letters have a sway to them. There is a rhythmic push and pull. Writing a line of unbroken letters is calming for my fast-paced mind and offers more visually to the eye. I think I have noticed my comfort with it because it’s more natural to a human brain —- there’s fluidity and nuance. It echoes a stream trickling with water much like a brain has stream of trickling thoughts and emotions.

    With my newfound joy of writing in cursive, I did some research about the benefits of it. (there will be a blog post one day about my love for research and truth seeking… my fiancé will get a kick out of that ha)

    There is a considerable amount of scientific research proving how reading and writing in cursive is beneficial for the brain, especially in children. Learning in cursive quite literally changes the structure in a child’s brain enhancing their development and fine motor skills. They retain information faster, better and longer. A plethora of studies have demonstrated that cursive increases use of deeper parts of the brain not accessed through basic printing or typing. Students who read and write in cursive have higher intelligence and cognitive function. It’s not just good for scoring higher on tests, it’s good for everyday functions of life – emotional regulation, memory retention and critical thinking.

    Many tutors and teachers actually use cursive training to assist students with dyslexia. Individuals with dyslexia typically struggle with letter reversal and spelling. Cursive instruction can not only improve, but reverse dyslexia because it creates new pathways in the brain, therefore, helping an individual’s decoding process.

    The US educational system has seen the negative effects of dropping cursive instruction from school curriculums. Our children are experiencing lower rates of literacy, decision-making skills and self-regulation. Now, many states are passing their own bills for cursive to be taught again in the public school system. In fact, only 14 states required cursive handwriting curriculum in 2016; that number has increased to 24 in 2025 proving this is more than a trend, this is a restoration in teaching.

    I hope more and more people return back to reading and writing in cursive, if not for the obvious benefits of the mind, then just for the simple beauty of it 🙂

  • I Dream of Gravel Roads

    December 7th, 2025

    a dreamy gravel road in Missouri

    I live in an apartment. And the apartment building is on concrete, next to more concrete, in a city. So, definitely not on a gravel road. And there is nothing wrong with that. It’s my living situation right now and that is quite okay. It’s part of God’s plan. BUT. I dream of gravel roads.

    I love gravel roads. I love dirt roads. I love them even more when they lead to open fields, warm country houses filled with love, when they lead to barns with animals or when they lead absolutely nowhere. I used to love them when I was in college because they led to parties in a cornfield somewhere – that doesn’t happen anymore thankfully. ha! Now, if I visit a corn field it’s because I am partaking in family fall activities. That’s a much better reason.

    My fiance and I just got back from his Grandpa’s farm in Missouri recently. He lives in a country house on a long gravel road that winds and turns. All of the leaves were changing and falling to the ground. The air was crisp in the mornings, but warm in the afternoons. You could hear the birds. You could hear the wind in the trees. It was absolutely tranquil and beautiful. It’s the type of living that makes you stop every once and a while and just soak in the moment.

    We left the farm to return back home and while I was sad to leave, I was grateful for another visit and another chance to drive on the country backroads.

    When I got home and parked my car next to all the other vehicles in our apartment complex, I noticed my car was covered in dust. I made a mental note to go through a car wash, but in a day or two, maybe more. The dust was welcome, and I didn’t want to give it up just yet.

    I’ll continue being thankful for what I have now. It might not be my dream to live in small apartment, but I am on God’s path and that provides peace. I am blessed beyond measure. I have a cute, comfy apartment where all my needs are met. It’s filled with warmth and love – and that’s pretty special.

    I will keep dreaming though – keep praying, planning, saving and… preparing. God says to prepare ourselves for His blessings. Blessings often follow responsible action and preparation. “The plans of the diligent lead to abundance” says Proverbs 21:5. God increases what we are faithful with, and He WANTS to provide goodness and abundance. I can have faith and believe wholeheartedly that God’s graciousness will be revealed in His timing. Faith, I am learning, is also expectation.

    a gravel road outside my hometown of Grand Forks, ND

    Farmland for miles in South Dakota

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