I was served up a heaping slice of humble pie a number of weeks ago. But instead of it being a juicy, ooey-gooey, pastry crusted pile of quick-learn-this-lesson, it was a bunch of tiny bugs laying eggs and nibbling on my scalp. Ferociously nibbling. You see, I have a…
Life is like a bag of roasted pistachios, as I like to say. Or at least, that’s what I’m starting to say now. I see myself as having that smooth outer shell; I tend to be a people pleaser in order to keep things going smoothly; I like…
UPDATE JUNE 2018: Due to the violent and uncertain situation in Nicaragua, our trip for July 2018 has been postponed. We are considering January 2019, but it all depends on the state of the country and how safe it is to travel there. I would encourage you to lift up…
Forget about brown paper packages. That string? Yeah, don’t want it. One of my favorite things right now is Vulnerability. You read that right: Vulnerability. When you’ve had a crap day, and you’re not digging for a mask to cover it. When you were just crying in the grocery…
Today I had the opportunity to join the March for Our Lives movement by supporting a sister march in Grand Rapids, Michigan. I won’t give a long-winded speech, but I’ll say this: gun reform needs to happen, and we can all be a part of that change. If you are…
It’s time for action. It’s time for the violence to stop. It’s time to speak up and speak out for the safety of our children, for our teachers, for our schools, and for the generations yet to come. In conjunction with the March for Our Lives campaign started by…
I have a story to tell, but the thing is… sometimes you get to a point that you can’t tell a full story because it belongs to someone else. Sometimes your children grow past the baby and toddler stage, and become these kids with identities, and friends, and privacy, and…
The world is currently in the largest refugee crisis. Ever. With the war in Syria, it is estimated that 4.9 million people have been displaced from that region alone (this doesn’t include those displaced from other conflicts!) It’s overwhelming, and it’s hard to know where to start to lend help. There…
I need you to think long and hard for just a moment as you ponder this question: Where did you store your underwear ten years ago? College dorm room drawer? Random dresser at a studio apartment? The same place you have for the past thirty years? I’m not going to…
It turns out, I have some wild and indecisive hair. Is it curly? Is it straight? Naaaaaaah, it’s usually some kind of modulation between the two, although it never modulates in the direct in which I want it to go. I regularly toss a coin to use a flat iron…