2022 haze
Hazy. “Is it even worth going up to watch the fireworks?” my neighbor asked. “Will they even set them off? It’s so foggy.” Continue reading 2022 haze
Category: Musings
Excite your heart
I should be in bed. But I want to hold on to today, let it linger, breathe in the sweet butter cookie smell, sip my strawberry tea, stare at my Christmas lights, and listen to my Christmas playlist. This month was so full. Today was so full. But this is where I want to be. In right now where I can sit and let my … Continue reading Excite your heart
God is good
I’m stuck in Madrid.
Same nightmare, just backwards this time… with even less time in between. I could have wept when I arrived at my gate, panting from the weight of my carry-ons (and my out-of-shapedness) only to find the gate completely deserted.
Mi casa es tu casa
My neighbor’s hands were slick with oily meloui dough when the doorbell rang. “Could you get that?” Continue reading Mi casa es tu casa
The Hunchback of Mytown
I’ve always had bad posture. For the first decade and a half of my life, it probably had to do with the fact that my peers came up to my belly-button. A severe introvert can pack themselves full of shame and self-loathing when they are literally forced to stand out from the crowd. Think giraffe in a world full of adorable penguins. Continue reading The Hunchback of Mytown
Why I don’t understand white
While I was working my way through college, I cleaned a doctor’s mansion that needed this floor cleaned with vinegar and that one cleaned with mopping solution and the other one wiped dry, and well, yes. Continue reading Why I don’t understand white
Lord of the shadows
“God, where are you?” And I set aside the book and turn off the reading light to stare into the shadows of the 9:30 world. “Please meet me here.” Continue reading Lord of the shadows
It’s hard
It’s hard not to look at cancer as a monster. Sometimes, it’s even hard to remember that God is sovereign. Continue reading It’s hard
We must endure
“Pero que hacemos? Hay que aguantar.” But what do we do? We must endure.
The phrase caught me off-guard. I am used to hearing North Africans talk like that, especially if they throw in a “praiseGod” or dozen and shake their heads with wry smiles that say what their words don’t. Continue reading We must endure
Telemarketers and tempers
I lost my temper. Telemarketers had been calling at least twice a day for weeks, making me jump, startling me from whatever I was doing to dig my phone out of my bag in the middle of the store or turn off my bluetooth speaker. They called from various numbers but they always played the same music when I answered. Continue reading Telemarketers and tempers
my thoughts from afar 