
There have been a lot of specific moments this summer that have revealed to me how far we’ve come. A few weeks ago, the kids and I went out for pizza at our favorite spot. The kids like it because there’s an old-school gum-ball machine in the vestibule. I like it because I can buy…
It implies you benefit, that phrasing, “daylight savings.” Like this new change, this added hour, comes with a sense of luxury or allowance…like “What will I do with this one extra hour today?” A whole hour. 60 more minutes. 3,600 more seconds…and yeah, you know I used a calculator for that math there. When we woke up this morning to the babies babbling over the…
In the sixth grade, my teacher read a story I wrote and she offered me the chance to share it to our class. I sat in the front row of all the desks, overly aware that my crush was a mere few feet away. I opened my bright blue marble composition notebook on my lap, anxious at the thought that my classmates might not like…
I don’t know what to say, other than the journey has been weary. To come to a place where I still yearn to tell a story, any story, perhaps even my story…I will not leave this place soon. There has always been a desire within me to capture an audience’s attention with a good story. I remember in the third grade when we had a…
One in the morning and you look out at the lake. Vast, immense–at this time of night it seems as if it could go on forever. Much like wayward thoughts that have been waiting for you to drop your guard to make their assault. And assault it is. Thoughts you have managed to keep at bay, managed to dutifully ignore or minimize–they arrive now, whispers…
Do justice. Love kindness. Walk humbly.
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