The Thrill — and Fear — of Free Falling
Imagine a moment of complete free fall. If you have ever experienced that jolt in your gut, that razor chill throughout your body, that overwhelming…
Imagine a moment of complete free fall. If you have ever experienced that jolt in your gut, that razor chill throughout your body, that overwhelming…
Andy and I just finished a couple months of serious discernment. In less than a week, we’ll be moving from Massachusetts to California. And while…
One of the challenges of this Lent practice has been coming up with interesting photos and images for each blog post about writing 40 notes…
“We might as well be moving to Russia!” I wailed at my mother as I threw my Han Solo action figure into the packing box…
Now that I have graduated from college (woot woot) without yet landing a solid job, I don’t know what to do with myself. It makes…
Moving twice in my 30s has been difficult and wonderful all at the same time. The two moves resulted in new friends and new hobbies.…
Young adulthood is often a season full of firsts: first move out of student housing; first time buying a car; first real dining room table;…
Moving is not fun. I’ve been at it for two weeks. I’m tired. I’m cranky. My back hurts, and my hands are torn from ripping…
I hate moving. I have moved seven times since I graduated from college. This August, we are moving again. I am vexed. Terribly vexed. I…
2010 has been one of the most fun, invigorating, stressful, emotional and satisfying years yet. I never dreamed my passion for music would evolve into…