My mom was raised a Catholic. So initially, I was, too.
Catholicism was never the best fit for her soft and malleable spirit, and instead of leading her to profound truths and realizations, it led her to worry, guilt, and fear. Or maybe it’s more accurate to say that it fanned those flames already within her. But that intentional spiritual seeking–the one that really has you digging deep–seems to most often take place later in life. And at seventeen she was far too busy with other things. Things like finishing high school and navigating the new waters of both motherhood … Continue reading
I would say that, on average, it takes me about three days to compose a blog post. The first day is really just spent furiously typing; a release of those thoughts banging around up there. The ideas are still jumbled, the whole story hasn’t been formed, and it’s just a pressing matter of getting the words down on paper. Recently, I added a blog tool that helps me with SEO (search engine optimization) so that when you type something into your search bar, somehow (some day) you end up with Follow Us Home as an option. In addition … Continue reading
Today I have a story. A true story, a happy story. Something of a love story, even. One that starts with my gramma, moves through me, continues on through Jordan, and hopefully keeps on going into forever. This is the kind of story that renews my hope that yes, one person can definitely make a difference. Even when the world wants to tell me, No. You’re much too small. Even when the world tries to make me feel powerless and weak. Even when the world tries to silence me. This story makes me feel like a warrior, equipped with only … Continue reading
When I put up my Instagram post fifteen days ago I honestly had no idea that it was going to be my last. I knew I was tired and starting to feel burnt out. I knew I was always a little bit behind on things and could never quite catch up. I knew I felt kind of frustrated and frequently frazzled, but what did that mean? Like, exactly. Did I need to scale back? Or just take a rest? Or maybe even hike out to the middle of the woods and stay there for the next 30 years? Really, … Continue reading
My intention for this week’s post was to start answering questions in my vegan series. I had a thought all picked out, my facts were checked, my ideas were organized…and then? As usual, things didn’t go quite as planned. (Yeah, I know. I say that all the time now.) I did manage to pull together a tasty vegan spiced apple chia parfait recipe, though, which keeps me somewhat on track and allows me to pretend that I’m still running this whole show. (It’s okay, laugh if you want. I am, even as I type out these words, because we both … Continue reading
My vegan life. Right off the bat I can tell you that this post probably won’t be an easy one for me to write. In fact, I’ve already written (and rewritten) these first four sentences several times, and I’m still not sure what direction this is going to take. See, I’ve been here before, in discussions about veganism, and it usually doesn’t end pretty. Honestly, until very recently it almost never ends on a pretty note. There’s a scene in my book, a confrontation between a vegan and a non-vegan, that many readers will probably think I dumbed down … Continue reading
Here I am, one short week later, with only two lonely books left unsold.
Do you notice how I wrote that in a completely calm and chill tone? Like, whatever, I don’t really care either way. Pshhh. No big deal.
Haha. Yeah. Don’t be fooled, because inside I’m beaming. Beaming. Or screaming. I guess that depends on the moment you ask, because honestly, this week has been something of a roller coaster. But I feel like a wee bit of inner personal angst was to be expected once I finally took the leap and offered my book up for … Continue reading
Today’s post is supposed to be another recipe, and I even made it so far as making the actual dish, but then…we ate it. Without getting any pictures, or typing up a recipe, or drafting up a post. And honestly, I can’t even feel bad about that because I’ve been hopelessly, terrifically preoccupied with…”the book.” My book. The book that I started back in the autumn of 2012 and somehow, through a crazy twist of events, ended up completing only now–with more than its fair share of tears, sweat and desperate prayers.
If I’d had any idea when I started … Continue reading
In terms of productivity, I thought 2018 was a really great (and remarkably satisfying) year for me. I set goals and I met goals, just one after another. Sometimes it took me longer than I’d predicted, but if, in the end, I reached said goal, I never hesitated to crown it a raving success. But as I sit here, just one tiny step into 2019, I can review last year in one of two ways: the first is to see it as completely daunting. I set the bar so dang high (for myself, by myself) that it makes me wonder … Continue reading
I almost can’t believe another Christmas has come and gone, just like that. Because even though I made sure to thoroughly embrace all of my favorite holiday traditions, life was just so busy this year that it feels like the day kind of sneaked on past with barely a whisper. A really lovely and peaceful and joyful whisper, but still a whisper, and it’s a decidedly surprising feeling to be on the other side of it already. And yet here I am, thoroughly preoccupied with my New Year introspection and figuring out who I want to be as 2019 spreads … Continue reading