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
God’s faithfulness towards us is sustaining and subtly sweet.
Welcome to the wandering years. … More The Unwelcome Wander
Lately, I have been lonely. Life post-grad is a season of instability, and the twenties are like a decade-long stage where the backdrop is constantly shifting. College is composed in years of apartment hopping, where the living space changes, yet your partners in crime do not; Friends at finger tips, roommates on speed dial. The people you love are never more … More Where the Loneliness Points
I suppose our life journeys are similar to roads. This, I don’t think, is a new analogy. Tom Cochrane and Rascal Flatts sung that song, “Life is a Highway”; Robert Frost and Pocahontas improvised and expanded on the idea a bit, making it their own with forks and rivers. There is something about the metaphor of a road … More On a Road to Somewhere