Today’s my birthday. This has been a big year of growth for me. Here are 9 lessons that have solidified in my 26th year. ONE: It’s ludicrous to think you won’t make mistakes. It takes time to learn to do new things well. It requires trial and error to find your balance in life. And…
I wrote almost 2 months ago in a post called sad vaguely about entering “a season of existential/religious/spiritual searching,” and that when I was ready to I would continue those thoughts. I’m kind of ready, but only ready enough to expand just a tiny bit further–but not much, so don’t get your hopes up for…
We laid down our answers With a restlessness in our limbs And a numbness in our hearts Surreal encounters half-forgotten Running our fingers over pretty scars Memories of Love etched in the skin Of our souls We laid down our answers The answers we had demanded in the past Meticulously crafted and quickly bought–…
Shout, shout at the Moon Shout all you want to She won’t grace you with a whisper She doesn’t wander, she isn’t like you Though there are nights I look up at the sky And I witness a sort of reply In her ancient, glassy eyes They suggest a bigger, brighter, warmer light Well, that…
I’m not sure I’m feeling a little sadness or am experiencing the first signs of a depressive wonky period of life (mostly my wonky brain is anxious or disorganized). I’ve had two major depression episodes in my life, one in high school and one in college, each starting about 4 years apart. I’m a year…
I’ve never known A faith without holes At least ones I can’t account for Honestly or easily I used to be scared to admit it Afraid it’d mean I’d have to quit it But the truth is I’ve also never known I’ve never known A love that could compete with yours Never felt a freedom…
I don’t really feel like writing, but I decided to make myself because I think it’s what I need. Today is the first day in a while I didn’t wait until the last possible second to wake up. I’ve been really tired. I’d been letting myself just sleep, because sometimes your body is fighting off…
Read more joy and grief and also some rambling about adoption in the middle
there is a young, young man standing at the end of the pier turmoil in his eyes worry in his hands dread heavy in his feet repeating like a broken record the sea breeze shouted at me said there isn’t anything true to believe and the sun shined and it sighed theres nothing more than…
My husband, Evan, and I kind of take turns being the Chatty Chad/Cathy in our relationship. Evan can talk at length on one very focused subject. This is why, for example, despite having never seen a single second of it, I feel like I’ve watched the entire series Dexter. And why I’ve experienced an extremely detailed…
I used to think I’d never find my balance. My stomach felt like it was dropping all the time just a few years ago. I remember long walks on campus, honest to goodness feeling like nothing would ever make sense. A lot of things still don’t make sense or I haven’t made sense of them…
