July 5, 2020
The Geometry of Grace
In the quiet hours of the morning, when the house is still settling into its bones, I often find myself watching the...
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Reflections
July 5, 2020
The Weight of a Sunday
When I was ten, my grandmother would spend the entire afternoon in the kitchen, the air thick with the smell of simmering...
July 3, 2020
The Quiet Weight of Being
Dear reader, I have been thinking about the things we overlook simply because they are too close to us. We spend our...