Standing still
This afternoon, I sat in O’Hare airport for hours.
Category: Essays
I am grateful
In 2018, I have so much for which I am deeply, unashamedly, and unrepentantly grateful.
Homesick
A longing for one’s home during a period of absence from it.
An important thing no one ever told me
Here’s the thing: life is sort of a pretty dream, if you look at it the right way.
The center cannot hold
What sort of world are we living in right now? What sort of hope is there in a society of extremes?
A fresh cut
I went to my hometown salon this week, to see the stylist who had been taking care of hair (owning it, in his words) since I was in junior high, and we did something we’d never done before: We cut my hair.
moving, moving…
Moving, the cause of such interesting emotions.
