I was thinking a lot while I was in church today about why I go to church. I’m not from a regular church attending type of family. We were able to make our own choices and decisions, we were about to choose our path. I’m grateful for that. I’m grateful that I know, from the… Continue reading wear the damn tiara
I don’t really know at what point in my life I realized there was a difference between being normal and being not normal. There was a moment though, I think maybe, in the season of my life that I was made fun of for my voice and I realized people were mean, that I distinctly… Continue reading the moment I realized I wasn’t normal
My couch is currently covered in clean laundry. My bedroom floor could use a vacuuming and there are a few dishes in the sink. I’m going to a party in an hour- I should be straightening my hair or doing my makeup.But, instead, I’m sitting here with a cup of coffee and my fingers to… Continue reading On Sundays, I write.
The snow was incredibly discombobulating. It was stressful. It was in no way, shape or form an easy low week. It wasn’t restful. It was full of questions and worry.I am trying to figure out how something so peaceful was full of anything but peace. The snow caused me to feel a little lost. One… Continue reading what the snow taught me.
I can tell you the month and the year (if not the date) of every tragic, hard thing that has happened in my life. I can tell you where I was, what I was doing. I can tell you the emotion I felt prior to the other shoe dropping. I think that’s sad. It is… Continue reading Bookmark the positive
Today, for the first time in I couldn’t tell you how long, I left my house on a Saturday. Not to go somewhere or do errands or meet someone, I left my house with my ipad and journal to go sit at a coffee shop.And I was walking in the crisp, bright, winter air I… Continue reading To those I love in Bellingham: a letter
For the last few years, I’ve taken a moment to write some Christmas thoughts, to ponder, to wonder.Yesterday was full and lovely without a moment to sit and write. And that was 100% ok with me. Yesterday started before my alarm went off. I was cooking sausage and kneading dough before 9. I was sipping… Continue reading people gathered