When I was a freshman in high school, I spent the first half of the school year eating lunch alone. The already awkward transition from junior high to high school was made even more awkward by the fact I wasn’t walking those foreign hallways with a familiar group of friends. I didn’t really care who […]Read more "The Loneliest Place in High School: The Lunch Room"
In the late 90s, the Bible Belt was an almost mythological place to live if you were of the Evangelical persuasion. The economy was flush, your religious liberties weren’t really in jeopardy and you rested easy within your enclosed, profanity-free, abortionless corner of society. Oh the world may be falling apart everywhere else, but in […]Read more "Home School, High School & Hebrews"
I’m sending you love and light. I never really understood that phrase and began to think I was friends with a bunch of Care Bears because I was reading it online so often. The internet tells me “love and light” is a phrase used by Reiki energy healers; a blessing rooted in the hope that […]Read more "A Life of Love & Light"
One of the most significant landmarks of my upbringing was Crider Road. Nestled between two Dallas suburbs, the trees clung to its entrance like heavy curtains making it feel more like a passage into Middle Earth than a service road in North Texas. The road wasn’t gravel but couldn’t be defined as fully paved either […]Read more "On Crider Road, Kick-the-Can & Change Around the Bend"
Going home to see my family has become a scavenger hunt of sorts. After everyone’s gone to bed, I spend an hour or two alone in my childhood room digging through the assorted contents of the closet. My clothes and keepsakes are no longer there, but the shelves still hold some remnants of a decade’s […]Read more "On Spirit Day, Shiny Pants & Being Myself"