Placing Life and Death (the year of gathering)
Help me rightly place life by rightly placing death. The prayer feels upside down, but it’s been reverberating in my soul since I met Harriet. She rests quietly beneath...
friendship of grief (the year of gathering)
I hope you don’t mind if I reminisce a bit. I know spring is approaching and Easter’s on the way, but for me, March will always be the tender...
The 30s Will Not Last. And There is Something Better.
I once wrote a little essay to a woman turning 30. Aptly enough, it was entitled, "30 Things to Learn from a Woman over 50." It was filled with...
The Unlikely Friendship of Grief.
I used to think grief was something to get over or to get through. I've learned it's certainly not a thing to cling tightly to for too long, as...
My List Keeps Growing.
I believe every human has a finite number of heartbeats. I don’t intend to waste any of mine. ~Neil Armstrong Quite a while back, I wrote about death– how...
When Swears Aren’t Enough.
There are some days when swears aren’t enough. I stood in the shower, tears streaming down my face. The morning had already started off on a hard note, as...
what’s on your list?
I believe every human has a finite number of heartbeats. I don’t intend to waste any of mine. ~Neil Armstrong I wrote once about how the idea of death...
