Rejection, Desire, & Beauty: Three Perspectives on Singleness

This is a piece born out of friendship and collaboration… and a lot of cheese. Singleness can be both a taboo topic and an isolating experience, yet this Galentine’s Day we snuck away to the little lake house for a weekend of writing. Other activities included: traipsing through the snow, feasting on enchiladas, and recounting … More Rejection, Desire, & Beauty: Three Perspectives on Singleness

Love Changes You

This is embarrassing, but when I was younger— a teen-aged, horse-crazy youth— I kept a running list of quotes in a Word document stored on my mom’s computer. They were idealistic quotes I had found on the internet: all about love. And not just love, but very cliche, very fairy-tale, fantasy, rescue-me type love. Stuff … More Love Changes You

Remembering the Grand Canyon (God of Wonder)

We took a family vacation to the Grand Canyon during the summer of 2008. It was June, and I was sixteen. We boarded a red eye flight to Flagstaff, Arizona, suitcases bursting with t-shirts and sunscreen. The plane was silent aside from my father’s calm voice, reassuring me at take-off. He spoke easily and composedly. He said that we would make it there safe. He was right. … More Remembering the Grand Canyon (God of Wonder)

Despair and Desire

I bet the sun flickered gently across the Sea of Galilee that morning. I bet it pierced the surface like a million shards of glass. The waves would have carried the light all the way to the shore, reflecting and refracting, winding and weaving. The sun, crashing in on wayward waters, would have settled on … More Despair and Desire

Stars and Grace: I

Something I do when my heart is overwhelmed is look up at the stars. I tilt back my head and let my hair fall loose, feeling like I did back in the tenth grade while standing at the rim of the Grand Canyon, at sunset. It was June and I was sixteen. Tourists flocked at the edge, … More Stars and Grace: I

The Words that Hold it All Together

It’s late August now in Michigan, and crickets croak in the afternoon heat. Their song is comforting and smooth, a predictable symphony that will usher in a Midwest autumn. By September the leaves will start to turn. Cinnamon and nutmeg, cardigans and leather boots. Burgundy, eggplant. The seasons won’t delay. But, right now it’s still the in-between, with both sticky air … More The Words that Hold it All Together

Carrots And Dreams

Mothering itty bitty vegetables from seed to harvest has been a strange desire on my bucket list for years. Carrots, with their knobby roots and wild stems, have always been a particular fancy of mine. Every summer I fantasize of the satisfaction that must follow yanking one of those stubborn vegetables from the ground. I imagine firmly gripping each bushy stalk and giving … More Carrots And Dreams