This morning I finally said it out loud, the words of heresy I didn’t know were in me, words torn from my heart of hearts. I am tired of being a puppet in a story I don’t understand. I am tired of explaining for God. I felt the words scream out from me, felt the […]
Confession: I was up so late last night, three hundred and forty-two miles from home, that my brain is buzzing and my husband said to me “Are our phones goofing up? You sent me a text that apparently came in at x:xx. Were you really texting at that hour?” And I said “Yes.” In the strictest sense […]
Confession: I’ve never met so many beautiful, polite, and tastefully-dressed people in my life. Charlottesville is a lovely town. This is me and me mum having caramel Café Au Lait on the Downtown Mall. I called it caffe ow late, but the barista never blinked. In my town I say sir and ma’am when the […]
You’ll never guess where I am right now. Yes ma’am. Down Virginia way. The unbelievable mercy of Jesus, that’s what I call it— That she is well enough to sit up, to eat fried chicken, to laugh at my jokes. That I was provided with a complimentary ride to Virginia on Monday, and a complimentary […]
Her world is receding, shrinking into a pale aqua cube with bright lights, lots of cords, an IV drip for every need, and a trio of inhabitants: herself, her husband, and her mother. The hospital staff are waiters and butlers, serving IV’s, checking the cords, and bowing themselves out. She is receding too. Like a babe […]
Profession: If you want to read a book that makes you really depressed about life, try on The Hunchback of Notre Dame. First off, we examine the plot. We start with the perfect girl, mix in a dash of Gypsy, an unspeakable grace of motion, a mesmerizing beauty, a pet goat, and lost parents. We […]
Confession: You already know this about me–sometimes I write about caterpillars when I can’t write about cataclysm. My grandfather is dying today (my only grandpa, pillar around which my earliest memories twine), and my sister is in the ER for the third time in a week (my only sister, oh my sister). I hold this […]
Confession: The thing I dislike most about writing a series is that I can’t write about the little everyday stuff happening in the meantime. Confession: You guys are sweet to think I could write a book, but I don’t want to. I want to play. Confession: This morning I planned to exercise, but instead I […]
Confession: I’m tired. And lazy. These days I would cheerfully sell all I have and give to the poor, whether or not I gained treasure in heaven. All I ask of life is lots of sleep and a leisurely cup of coffee when I awake. But what a lovely week I had! Highlights: Seeing Jean […]
Confession: Every day of my life, I benefit from the gifts of others. In the past week, Kelly and I have been blessed with girl-gifts above measure. Two Sundays ago my friend Amy (my business-woman, mother-of-five, immaculate-style friend Amy) turned to me just before Sunday school with a look of illumination on her face. “I’m going […]