It's Saturday. George Ezra is playing a song I've kept on repeat for months. The weather outside is beautiful and sunlight pours in in streams. I had lunch with one of my dearest friends. We chatted about life over nachos and carne asada tacos. I am richly blessed by my friendship with her. She is [...]
Tag: writing
portrait of a life: listen
I have lost count of the different conversations taking place. Laughter cuts in and there's the sound of clatter as food is shared. I listen. Listen to the sound of family, of friends, of new beginnings. Of the inter workings of grace. One thing they tell you if you're anxious: stop. Breathe. Listen. I'm listening [...]
portrait of a life: becoming
It's Thursday, affectionately known as "Grandpa night" because for the last four and a half years, I've spent every Thursday evening at my grandparents' house. It is my favorite night of the week. Grandpa and I drink coffee, put puzzles together, and watch old Clint Eastwood and John Wayne movies together. Tonight, we looked through [...]