For as long as I can remember, there has been this odd tension in my soul, as if the space that I inhabit is neither here nor there, where I instead am perpetually floating in this moment that occurs between the already and the not yet, as if someone snapped a photo of me jumping … Continue reading Ozurie
One of the perks (or downfalls?) of coming from a family where movies are life is that every single movie you watch becomes so much a part of your identity that even the most routine activities sparks a connection with a movie you’ve seen. Today is Thanksgiving, or as I like to think of it, … Continue reading Happy Eat as Much Pie As You Want Day
So here’s a fun fact. There is a whole list of movies I couldn’t watch as a kid because of the bad words in them. My parents were not about to have it. The “D word” and the “H word” in very small doses were passable sometimes, but anything other than that? Absolutely not. And … Continue reading “She’s a Beaut, Clark!”
I’m a little bit of a hoarder. It’s not that I enjoy clutter, or that I want my house to be so crammed full of stuff that you have to turn sideways to walk the hall, or call the fire department for a rescue mission to get out of the bathroom, but I find comfort … Continue reading A Resurrection Story
Here’s a confession: Since Halloween, every waking moment when I haven’t been reading or working or faking that I’m an adult capable of handling my responsibilities, I have been watching Hallmark Christmas movies. I was on iTunes shopping towards the end of October, and there was a package of 10 of them for $19.99 which … Continue reading Hallmark Movies and Honest Prayers
My mom had a super power. A lot of super powers actually. She had this ability to face adversity with joy. The gift of teaching and preaching. The ability to love fiercely and compassionately. But I think one of her best giftings was prayer. On days when I feel especially lost, what I miss the … Continue reading My Mom’s Super Power
Reading: John 11:17-40 So here’s a little truth about family dynamics as it relates to birth order. Well, at least in my family. The oldest kid is the rule follower, the one who tries to keep the peace, and the bossy one. Bursts into tears when they think someone is mad at them, constantly strives … Continue reading Well There You Go: A Sort of Devotion
I used to think life was following a map. That it was long stretches of dirt roads, trails snaking through mountains and valleys, occasionally approaching rivers to find the bridge was out. Then, I started to think of it as more of a maze, as if upon entering the teenage years, you’re unceremoniously dumped at … Continue reading Ledges: What No One Tells You About Depression, Anxiety, and Grief
I don’t watch a ton of Netflix, not because I’m super conscientious and productive, but because I don’t have time. Work and life get in the way of my Netflix binge dreams usually, but there are two shows other half and I have loved. One is Longmire, and the other is Designated Survivor. Last night … Continue reading Designated Survivor and Me
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about things my mom used to say. I have a whole list of, now up to like 80 different things she used to tell me, funny truths about life, and I’ve written out 130 pages now of memories about them so I don’t forget. Then today Helen Keller and … Continue reading One Moment of Passion
Setting Up Stones 