This one feels unfinished, but I think it's unfair to hold things in until they're perfect. My standard of perfection I've had for my work has prevented me from sharing things for 23 years. When gun violence hits close to home and you type into your phone on your train ride back to your apartment [...]
Category: God
guns.
My husband says that even though I know people are never going to do the right thing, I still expect people to do the right thing. I hold high standards. Sometimes those standards aren't really fair because I form the ideas of what I want people to be based on what will make ME happy [...]
earn your wages
I have been wanting to write this for a while. I still am not sure I have all the words ready, but it's time to try. I watched this video tonight about how no one working a full time minimum wage job can afford a two-bedroom apartment. Anywhere in America. And, of course, the video [...]
What do you say to taking stances?
This isn't so much a substantial, thought out post as a brain ramble full of as many questions as answers. There was this thing recently that a friend posted about... I hadn't heard of it. But it's called the Nashville Statement. My friend was troubled by this statement, labeling it as divisive and wondering why [...]
body and the blood
Several times a week, I face forward, march onward and ignore the hands outstretched. "Can you spare 50 cent?" Do I usually have 50 cent in my wallet? No. But would I give it if I did? Doubtful. Heard a woman speaking to a begging man. He said, "I could really use 50 cent." She [...]
temporary
I always thought I'd be a writer. Actually that's not true. But in the past few years, yeah, I thought I'd be a writer. Or maybe a missionary. Or a singer. Or a banjoist. Something. I've been thinking a lot lately about dreams and then I read my friend's post about dreams, and it added [...]
One year later
One year ago yesterday, I applied to study abroad for a semester in Florence. When my dad told me we just couldn't get the money together that fast (because like a lot of what I do, it was a really spontaneous decision to apply), I was devastated. One year later, I'm so thankful the door [...]
