Letter to a Young Woman

You stand on the precipice of change and the world stretches big before you.  You are preparing to step off the ledge.  Before you step – look.  Look in. Look around. Look up. You are beautiful; but sometimes you won’t feel this way.  Sometimes beauty is hard to find.  Look anyway.  Seek it out in…Read more »

Mind the Gap

While living in London we quickly discovered the most efficient way to get around the city was by using the Tube. Descending into the bowels of the city, you could step onto any number of trains and be whisked through a sprawling labyrinth of tunnels only to miraculously emerge at your destination. While riding the Tube,…Read more »

Love Song

Ah, September. The month of new beginnings.  (Yes, the argument can be made this distinction belongs to January, but when your schedule is tied to the school calendar, September is the month.) Crisp notebooks with pristine pages waiting to be filled.  Bouquets of freshly sharpened pencils passed from friend to friend.  (If you can name the movie…Read more »


Declaration of Independence The sun shines bright and warm; its rays are unable to penetrate my prison.  I crouch in the shadows, held tight in the cold grasp of darkness.  Shackled in a prison of despair. Leg irons of expectation immobilize me.  As each new demand arises, the chain that tethers me to the fortress of duty, shortens. …Read more »

Delighted by Grace

Grace (Charis) – That which affords joy, pleasure, delight, sweetness, charm, loveliness Goodwill, loving-kindness, favour Thanks (for benefits, services, favours), recompense, reward   What delights you? You know, those unexpected joys, sweet surprises, those pearls of great value often hidden in fields of dirt. That is Grace. Undeserved favour. Flashes of beauty that shine through…Read more »

Who Am I?

I search through my memories for an answer and I find story. My sisters and brother sitting together listening to my parents read us story. Overlapping voices growing louder, my extended family speaking, layering story. I grow older and learn to passionately devour story myself. Always in the background, my God, writing His story in…Read more »