My neighborhood is a war zone. Beto. Cruz. Beto. Cruz. Neighbors divided. Lines drawn, sides picked. Will there be a blue wave? Will there be a red tide? Will we wake up Wednesday in a much worse world than we went to sleep in on Tuesday? (Depending on who you are). In 2018, I find… Continue reading Dear Christians, About this Election
I moved to a small town in Iowa when I was 15 and a half. It’s a nearly impossible age, made harder for this Southern city girl newly uprooted into a town where everyone had grown up together and social groups were totally set. So, I did exactly what any other first born desperate for… Continue reading To My Teachers
Years ago I went to a Seminary. Years ago I worked at a Church. Years ago, I lived in a house with my dad. Now I live in one with my husband. In the latter three, I was and am comfortable in my skin. I was/am happy to be who I was created to be:… Continue reading Notes on Paige, by a Woman
