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Continue reading →: Do You Have Inexplicable Feelings Too?I have a little ball of chaos inside my heart. It’s constantly there, but it changes weight and size, depending on the day. Sometimes the chaos is controllable, and I can release it in a way that doesn’t knock anyone off their feet. There are some days when I feel…
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Continue reading →: From the Corner of My Eye, ExistenceI sat by the pool languidly, trying hard to concentrate on my book. This task was not easy to do while keeping an eye on my kids, who were frolicking in the water. A few trees gave me cover, their leafy shadows a respite from the sun that beat down…
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Continue reading →: On the PrecipiceWhen my son was around 3 years old, we went to an arcade at the mall that had a ride that was big enough for the two of us. It tilted back and forth, like a boat out on choppy waters. I have a video of us on that ride…
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Continue reading →: A Monster of My Own MakingI’m sitting in a nice little coffee shop today, hoping that the change of scenery would catapult me out of this rut I’ve been in. Nice big windows, good coffee, and a couple of hours alone should do me some good, I think to myself. After eating my brunch, as…
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Continue reading →: A Reality So RelentlessRecently on Threads I saw the question “What is an adult problem you weren’t prepared for?” The first thing that came to my mind was it never stops. It’s one thing after another after another after another, always. The mundane things don’t stop, like bills and laundry and packed lunches.…
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Continue reading →: InevitableI was just a random girl taking a photo of a random guy. He was co-hosting the event with a friend of mine, and I asked them to pose together for a quick shot. They posed, they smiled, and we all went our own way. I vaguely remember thinking he…
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Continue reading →: Opportunity or Trap?I’ve never been comfortable with the idea that God “tests” us. It didn’t seem to fit with the God that I personally believe in, the one who is of infinite mercy and unconditional love. Isn’t testing the kind of thing that happens in abusive relationships? Isn’t it a maneuver employed…
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Continue reading →: The Air Feels Different HereThere’s something about 2025, I don’t quite know what it is. When I think about it, it feels a little bit like a balloon bursting, like an overflow of something that just cannot be contained. The last few years have felt like seeds where being planted, soil being overturned; this…


