What if We Chose to Be for One Another?
Shelves and screws and seemingly random pieces of what would eventually become a wooden cabinet covered the living room floor. It was somewhere around step thirty-one that I knew without a doubt: This was a two-person job. Four hands were needed to ensure the boards...
What Does It Look like to “Wear Love”?
She sat down next to me, leaned in, and smiled wide. Behind black-rimmed glasses, her eyes showed kindness and welcome. Her outfit was simple but chic, cozy, and effortlessly cute — a lightweight sweater over black leggings. Five minutes passed quickly as we...
We’re All Just Walking Each Other Home
It was late afternoon on a Sunday afternoon when I made the mistake of looking up. The coffee shop was silent, all eyes were on me, and I’m pretty sure you could have heard a pin drop if one actually did, you know, drop. I held a crisp, white and silver book in my...
Paying Attention
I am watching. I listen and I learn. I give and grow and watch you do the same. I am not yet a mother, but I am paying attention. She rises early for just a few moments of silence. The powdered remains of Cheerios have created a thin film over the breakfast table. My...
Just Show Up
Sometimes a knock at the door is the best sound in the entire world. Other days it’s a text message alert at just the right time. And always, hands down, finding a letter in your mailbox is one of life’s simplest, most joyful gifts. A few years ago I saw...
MY BOOK // Even If Not: Living, Loving, and Learning in the in Between
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