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Unpacking the Attic: Home in Eight Vignettes

Technically my third home, but my memories begin here.

My Father’s Presence

I think for me words and voice have always been a form of presence.

First Dog-Cousin, Once Removed

Clark and Tessie came immediately to the back screen door, already vocalizing their hunger. No Lewis. 

A Sign From God

“Meeting you was a divine encounter. I’m living on trust, too.” Jacob grinned, as if my existence validated his life.

What’s in a Name

But, during the Advent season, I remember why I like my name.

Like Riding A Bike

I could feel the wind teasing my pigtails. I was positively gliding. Then I glanced backward, realized my dad was no longer behind me, and promptly fell off the bike.



by | Jun 21, 2014 | 1 comment

The 825 bus was supposed to be safe, full of silent commuters taking it to their jobs in fancy skyscrapers downtown. It wasn’t the 10, where you could expect crazy and a half all day long.

Recommendations from Narnia

I’ve adopted an excellent form of escapism. I’ve been reading a lot, and I’m going to tell you about a few of my recent favorites.

The Bachelor Farmer

The Bachelor Farmer

After leaving college, I lost my faith in food. Now, food is what I ingest alone, usually, when I’m hungry, bored, or tired from working fifty hours a week.

Love It or Hate It

Love It or Hate It

First of all, opinions of cities should not be based on luck or the weather, I admit. I should really give some of them a second chance. Second, I see the shades of gray in places I’ve stayed for a few weeks or more. In these cities, I know not only the good and the bad, but also the mediocre.

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