Intimate Strangers

Last night, we went for a drive. As we approached the midpoint between Here and Middle-of-Nowhere, he turned to me and asked, “Do you ever think about how, just ten months ago, this same situation would have made you painfully uncomfortable?” “No,” I replied, “I hadn’t thought about that.” He continued, “Isn’t it strange how... Continue Reading →

Rapture Among Strangers

Recently, I've been feeling misaligned, like a well-built car that begins drifting three degrees to the left. My engine light is off, the Bluetooth is running smoothly, and a recently detailing highlights every perfection. Yet, there is a subtle rumbling every morning when I start my day. Something feels off. I have been noticing a... Continue Reading →

Poetry, Tenderness, and True Love

As a child, I was obsessed with poetry--to this day, poetry still drills deep into my heart. My cherished 20-year-old Shel Silverstein books are falling apart at the seams, stained with years of chocolate finger prints and gleeful tears. In elementary school, I would finish my homework and search for animal poems on the internet... Continue Reading →

Continual Becoming

When I met my boyfriend, I instantly knew he was The One. He felt familiar, as if a key character in a past life or a wandering soul I was destined to join. He held my hands and electricity rushed up my arms. He wrapped his arms around me and I felt safe. By the... Continue Reading →

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