This Face is a Story

I’ve taken to staring at my face in the mirror each night. After I’ve gently washed it. After I’ve patted it dry and brushed my wet bangs off to one side I stare. At first, I did so halfway as if off handedly catching my reflection in a storefront. Unintentional. Removed. But then something would […]

I Want to Speak Out from a Place of Freedom

Releasing Toxic Souvenirs. I. Christian Union. It is early evening, and the September rain drizzles incessantly outside Room 231 in the Students’ Union building. The single-pane windows soon steam up as the room fills with students, the chatter increasing in volume as hugs are exchanged and holiday stories told. I sit toward the back, making […]

Who Will Pluck My Chin Hairs?

My mom and I once made a solemn vow: If either of us is ever in a coma, we promise to pluck one another’s chin hairs. My petite, five-foot-tall mom once grew out a single hair to see how long it would get. The coarse black hair spiraled below her chin until my brother and […]

Learning to Speak Again

“I heard you’re back at work. How’s that going for you?” “It’s been really great. But it’s just part-time.” *** “Goodness, your boys are busy. Do you have any other kids?” “Nope, just the two.” *** “I really loved the last essay you wrote. How often do you write?” “Just the one piece a month.” […]

I Am Planting Flowers

This past week at work we had our Staff Appreciation Tea. At the tea we honored people for their years of service and there are also three awards handed out for outstanding achievement—one for safety, one for creative solutions and one for people who live out our values in an exemplarily way. Out of 650 […]