The week leading up to my 30th birthday was turbulent. I tried to process as I went through the week, but my process ended up being much more of a stagger through potholes of fear and over molehills of hope than the gradual and steady churning and muling I’d been wishing for.Read More
They weren't perfect and they grieved through various emotions, but they let us grieve with them and up close, so close that I also felt their confidence in God's goodness in a way I had never experienced before.Read More
I took up the art of wall-building. Nice, big, sturdy, beautiful, well-insulated walls.Read More
I don't even know how to start, cause once I say this I can no longer control whether or not you still see me as the calm, cool, collected blogger you now see me as (right? Right? just play along and let's all pretend that's my online persona). Once I admit this you might see me as a sad, pathetic, needy woman who doesn't understand personal dignity in correlation with the internet.
Or maybe you will just say what I suspect lots of us are saying: "Yea, me too."Read More