Being Kind to My 14-Year-Old Self

“Oh, please. We don’t need to see that. Next picture,” I said, looking away from the computer. My friend and I were on Facebook looking through old photos when we stumbled upon a picture from my awkward teenage years. I was 14 years old in the photo. My hair was a frizzy mess, I was […]

The Blessing of the In-Between Space

There’s a tree outside my parents’ house I affectionately named Delilah when I was younger. She’s a grand, magnificent beauty that flowers at the early signs of springs and dies as the autumn sun sets. Growing up, I watched the tree intently throughout the year and remembered the Aslan covenant—Winter will end. This too shall […]

I Can’t Rub My Brown Away

It’s hard to stay hidden when you’re the only brown girl in the room. I can’t slip into the background and hope no one notices me. I can’t rub my skin color away and blend into the sea of white. It’s hard to stay hidden when you have big, unruly hair that takes up space. […]

Cutting Bangs and Saying Yes

I let my friends cut my bangs last year. It wasn’t a cry for help or an emotional breakdown. Rather, I was complaining to my friends during a girls night out about how much I’ve always wanted bangs and how every stylist I’ve met shook their head and said, “Oh honey, that’s not for you.” […]

Teaching a Pessimist to Pray

Hal the Owl Be Your Name When I was young, my mom recited the Lord’s Prayer before bed regularly. I would keep my eyes shut and obediently repeat after her, “Hal the Owl be your name.” Why did Jesus like owls so much? I wasn’t quite sure but I didn’t question it. Prayer was this […]