I used to love the way I could be connected to the people in my life in the virtual realm. Now where once I was overjoyed to see the faces and stories of people, I feel a sinking sense of dread. Everyone seems to have been turned into a caricature of the real person they… Continue reading Try Holding On
In the South we don’t often get a blanket of white covering our world on New Year’s day, making everything look new and glittery, but that doesn’t stop us from dreaming about the year ahead (and the possibility of a good snow day or two). In years past, I’ve made resolutions, set goals, made bucket… Continue reading This Year, More
I know the holidays are a mix of wonder and heartbreak, magic and stress, togetherness and loneliness. My grandmother died the Christmas Eve I was 6. Ovarian cancer took her quickly, as it is known to do. My grandmother and grandfather lived at the top of the gravel road that forked and led to the… Continue reading Just Like Christmas
I’m the kind of person who always wants to know why. Why do people do the things they do, say the things they say, make the choices they make? Why do some things work and some things fail? I like to know the why because I think the best way to make meaningful, lasting changes… Continue reading On Violence, Motivation, and Personal Responsibility When The World Seems To Be Burning Down Before Us
I want to say something, but what I have to say never feels like enough. Or, it seems like too much. I feel like I am sitting amidst some great divide and I can see both sides but can’t reach my arms far enough either way. I want to be a bridge, but I can’t… Continue reading Throw Me Your Rope
She said “All my life I’ve been pleasin’ everyone but me, Waking up in someone else’s dream” – Faith Hill When I was 12, I got on stage with my friend Julie to sing in the end of year talent show. We chose “Someone Else’s Dream” by Faith Hill. I’m pretty sure we never talked… Continue reading And Just Where Is My “Authentic Self”?
It’s the work that changed me. That’s what I want to say when someone wonders how I came to a different social, political, or religious stance than what is expected of me from those who have known me for more than 10 years or from people who perhaps make assumptions about what they expect me… Continue reading There Is Work To Do (and an apology)