Against all odds, I went to Rwanda on the first day of 2017 to work on a special project. Full of fear but also hope, ready to look, wanting to see. … Read More a thousand hills!
Still here, still writing, still thinking about everything and excited about scissors.… Read More comfort and
Eating (or, really, cooking) is supposed to be easy (at least relatively), but it continues to be very un-easy for me, no matter how many food blogs I scroll. I’m trying to sort it out. And live to tell about it. And not eat exclusively grilled cheese (as pictured). … Read More In pursuit of lunch
I thought feeding myself was easy, but I guess it’s not. … Read More Nourishment, and other things to work on
Holy Week has opened me up, split me in two, bid me remember, shout my allelujahs, and feel a little stunned. Real talk here about un-simple faith, ordinary and true.… Read More And yet not weep
This week isn’t a good week, a kind week, a creative week. No, it’s an anxious week. And maybe that’s okay.… Read More Wallowing
This is me singing 22 with all I’ve got. The very well and the very terrible. … Read More Lament for twenty-two.