You wake up at the same time as me. You're twelve. You have many opinions laced with sarcasm and beauty and fear and joy. It's s...

It's a tremendously important time of year, Christmas. I need Christmas more than ever. I need the story of Mary's shame. An...

Over and over again this year, a line has been running in my head and it goes like this: I want to live a life observed. I know wher...

There was a large pool of water originating from my dishwasher, speedily traveling to my dining room. I didn't see it, but my feet did a...

When I was a little girl, I sat across the table from two women. Both women had artistic backgrounds. I can't remember exactly how the c...

When I was little I would hear people talk about grace and think it must be something special because their eyes got wet when they spoke...

It was morning and I had coffee with a friend at a restaurant. The wind had really picked up. We sat outside the restaurant and tried to ...