Once upon a time, there was a young girl who swallowed a word. She didn’t quite know why she couldn’t speak that word. Maybe she was afraid of what others would think. Maybe she felt like her word was too much of a burden for others. But like so many things in life, her small... Continue Reading →
Loving details can be both exhausting and lonely. I’ve always been the one to jump into others’ attempts to tell stories by correcting minute details, ruining the story in the process. Because when I step back I realize they weren’t really messing up the story. They were giving it life. I’m not much of a... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 