Here you will find short memoir essays.
There are countless hard things in life. Death and burial, divorce and betrayal, moving out and moving on, are just a few that come to my mind. Anything that happens to us or near us, that forces us to say goodbye, can be difficult. In these challenging moments, let’s face it, we want to disappear … Continue reading On Saying Goodbye
This is for my friend Jenn, whom I miss terribly on some days, longing desperately once again for the freedom and innocence of our shared childhood. It was winter when we moved in. The kind of winter where there is lots of snow piled up around you. We were just entering into a time of wholeness, … Continue reading The Velveteen Girl
This is a little piece of inspiration on accepting who and what I am not and how I can find peace there. I have an old friend, whom I recently re-connected with via email. We have been emailing back and forth. I love it. I feel like I have a pen pal. We seem to … Continue reading All Stars
A memoir like short story of how one hobby reveals a transition from childhood to adulthood. The national seashore was spread out before me like a great, blue canvas, stretched out in every direction. It’s a powerful sight. Standing there, at the top of the stairs, looking down, I felt as if I were on … Continue reading Coping skills
More thoughts on the life changing magic of tidying.
There's a frog encased in a tiny plastic prison on my counter, a dead bird in a shoe box in the living room. There's chores to forsake and middle school principals to tell off, teachers to chew out and an entire education department to disagree with.
Some thoughts on the magic of tidying There’s plenty of clothes I do not love at all, but even though I don’t love them, or the color is off, or it’s totally last decade, it may fit comfortably, and it may let me be bloated and still leave the house with a teaspoon of confidence. … Continue reading Clothes from Heaven
It was that way when I was trying to get pregnant for the first time. I had no control over the outcome each month. I had these little ,soft ,blue booties in the top drawer of my dresser. Every morning, while getting dressed, I would think of them being filled out with chubby little feet and … Continue reading Faith Substances
“let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before u – Hebrews 12:1 I sat crossed leg atop a pillow on the outskirts of ‘mount garments’. I knew I would have to begin sorting and sifting and … Continue reading Part III: thoughts on the life changing magic of tidying
My Faith Place 