I took myself to the woods this Sabbath. The 90º+ temps finally broke this week, and a daytime hike in the woods was long overdue. One quarter-mile down the South Creek Trail, I was crying. The moss was squishy, the sunlight dappled, the air cool, the soil scented, the creek giggling. I was overwhelmed by…
Learning Through Loss
This Labor Day marks one year since I lost one of my closest, best friends. Grieving and processing that loss has been among the most difficult things I have ever done. I was devastated. The fallout from the loss caused severe disturbance in my sense of self, sense of worth, and belief in my capability…
The Relationtrip
After finishing up the school semester, I left my new resident state in the south and took a convoluted, entirely inefficient roadtrip to my old stomping grounds in the north. I traveled highways and byways, slept on couches and in tents, and followed only one golden rule: If there's a friend nearby, ask to visit.…
