Transitions are Storytellers

The summer I turned five, my parents emptied our home into brown boxes and scattered loose items throughout our garage and driveway for a summer garage sale. Strangers pulled up and parked around our cul-de-sac in small clusters and made their way in and out of our garage in waves. I watched them browse and […]

An Ocean Loud Enough to Hold My Grief

I had saved my pennies for months. I said no to as many coffees as I could and finally boarded the plane to the Pacific Northwest. To Portland. To my baby sister. She was holding space for me to grieve. I needed space to heal. I needed to feel the oxygen from the trees release […]

Golden Repair

Years ago a friend told me about the traditional Japanese art form of Kintsugi, where a precious metal brings together the pieces of a broken pottery item and also enhances the breaks. “Kin” means golden and “tsugi” means repair. Together it means “golden repair.” Golden repair. Bringing together the broken pieces and enhancing the breaks. […]

A Living Thing

I’ve had a complicated relationship with prayer for a long time now. Most likely, it started around the time that I realized that ten years of praying for God to heal my mom’s cancer hadn’t come true. I know–that last sentence sounds more like a genie in a bottle, my prayers like desperate scratches at […]

A Prayer for the Complicated Legacy

It was a rainy morning drive to work, and I was tired. My golden retriever decided not to sleep the night before and my anxiety decided to keep him company, so I only got three hours of sleep. I was recovering from a nasty cold and, of course, I was noticing the telltale signs that […]