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When My Forward-ness Means Leaving Things Behind

If you are moving forward, you are going to have to leave people behind. I am sorry to be so blunt, but I thought I would lead with the thing no one wants to tell you. Moving forward means sometimes people get left behind. It totally sucks, but it is totally necessary. Forward means movement, and movement means not everything comes with you. It means not everyone comes … [Read More]

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The Day I Had All the Spoons

That herd of hungry cows is far too close to the hay wagon, in my opinion. But my littlest shrieks with delight from my lap, and my oldest looks on with wide, … [Read More]

The Red Couch: Life Path Introduction

I first began keeping a journal when I was about eight years old. Fueled by a desire to capture my thoughts and a growing obsession with the Brontë sisters, I began … [Read More]

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The Squeeze

"You have no idea what the new country looks like. You know the ways of the old country, its joys and pains, its happy and sad moments. You are being asked to trust … [Read More]

Let’s Rise Together

I am always looking for a great book to read. When I was with my dear friend Lisa Bevere last month she told she had just finished reading a book that captivated her … [Read More]

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The Red Couch: Between the World and Me Introduction

There are certain books I don’t always want to read, but I find that I need to read. Ta-Nehisi Coates’ Between the World and Me is one of them. I don’t want to read about my privilege as a white person, but I need to read about the privilege I was born … [Read More]

I’m Going Back to School: There I Said It Out Loud

I’m going back to school this summer. It’s hard to say that out loud, because it means it’s real, that I’m committing myself to it. Committing myself to school means truly admitting that at thirty, my life isn’t what I always imagined. The images of myself … [Read More]

I Prayed for Friendship; God Gave Me Sisterhood

"If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together." ~African proverb I have known two types of friendship in my life. The first was the experience I think many women are familiar with: the relationship in which we feel guarded, unable to … [Read More]

Sisterhood is Like a Poem

You lean into my shoulder with the weight of so many sighs and I feel you crumple. You are so tired. The days have stretched long and thin and you are weary of their demands. And the nights. The nights have their own hellish orbit. You have no desire to gaze … [Read More]

Sisters Say the Words We Need to Hear

Sometimes sisterhood starts by being willing to go first, to set the first stone in the wall of shelter that doesn't exist yet. For more than a decade I worked in a bustling office in the national headquarters of a para-church organization. I was in my … [Read More]

No Filter Friendship

One of my best friends and I have formed this new habit, and it's my favorite thing. One of us, in a fit of frustration, will text the other: "gonna be petty for a quick second" ... and then confess our feelings about a minor transgression that has ruffled our … [Read More]

For the Love of Big Sisters

I didn’t really grow up with my three sisters. The age gap between us meant they grew up with each other and I grew up with my brothers. In my memories, my sisters have always been adults. Even when they weren’t quite old enough to drive, they were old … [Read More]

Sisters, Plant Seeds of Love

Four years ago a lovely woman walked through my door with her fiancé in tow and my life changed. I just didn’t know it yet. Tina (pictured above in the green dress) met Kupa (second from right, in the coral shirt) in Portland and Kupa wound up staying … [Read More]

I Was a Stranger, Extravagantly Loved

Leslie Verner | Twitter: @leslie_verner Ma li, a student from my freshman ESL class, nervously invited me to her home in the countryside of northwest China for the weekend during winter break. “Our village is poor. And we are Hui people, so we don’t … [Read More]

Sisterhood and Small Victories

“I’m fantasising about just walking out the door and leaving them to fend for themselves.” My SOS text went out to my closest friends, the ones I knew would not take me literally and yet would know how completely overwhelmed and spent I felt. My phone was … [Read More]

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