I was shocked by how similar childbirth was to watching my father-in-law die. There is the pacing, the patience, the impatience, the watching for signs of death—or life. The living room transforms into a tunnel where the outside world is fuzzy and out of focus and inside, all senses are heightened. As the time for […]
A Love Letter to my Sisters
by February 13, 2012 12 Comments
on On Valentine’s Day and for every day. For my sisters in Berlin and Bubanza, Taipei and Toronto. For my sisters on facebook and twitter, email and pinterest. For my sisters at Christmas and my sisters on couches. For my sisters in cars and cafes. For the sisters I have met and for those whose stories […]
Not-So-Manic Mondays: On Donald Miller’s Storyline Conference & the Search for Whimsy
by June 13, 2011 12 Comments
on On Painting my Shoes, losing some Heavy and living a Better Story By Idelette McVicker | Twitter: @idelette I lost about 35 pounds of Heavy last week. It happened somewhere after exit 201 to the Tulalip outlets and before exit 252 to Bellingham on the I-5. We were on our way home from Donald Miller’s […]