Before we moved, I sat in the last few services we attended at Mariners MV and cried. I knew, deep down in my gut, that leaving that church would be
Before we moved, I sat in the last few services we attended at Mariners MV and cried. I knew, deep down in my gut, that leaving that church would be
I want a piece of open country, where sunlight glints off of tall meadowgrass and crickets hum in the evenings. I want my family to be self-reliant and community-oriented –
We’ve had some changes up in here, folks. The desk from which I used to regale you has been commandeered by my handsome Hubster, who is now working from home
I was feeling a little down and out today. It’s Monday, which means I have a “job o’ work” ahead of me, and I’d made some interpersonal mistakes that were
Writing and editing for Trochia is a terrifying experience for me. I constantly feel like I’m not wise enough, winsome enough, like I’m not articulate enough or good enough at
I’m a cynic. I’m the one who asks the Devil Advocate questions, who snorts at simple answers, who absolutely rejects chain-letters and sappy news stories and nearly every hard-luck tale.
My friends are all telling me: “how can you not like change? You’re so adventurous!” To which I retort that they’ve clearly never seen me on a balance beam or
When we started leading a marriage group at our church, Adam and I stayed safe. We decided to make a group for “young couples” and hopefully get all of us
I felt like I should be wearing sensible, closed-toed heels, a just below-the-knee skirt and a silken kerchief knotted around my neck. It was sunny, clear, perfect: 65 degrees in
Four years ago today, I married the love of my life. The last year has been strange and hard in all new ways. That may seem like a weird admission