Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday.  I love the memories from when I was young and all my aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered...

“Every lament is a love-song.” –Nick Wolterstorff, Lament for a Son, pg. 6 I’ve been crying a lot in the last few days.  Its a little...

A year ago, encouraged by Velvet Ashes, I picked a word for 2015.  I honestly wasn’t completely sold on picking one word, so I didn’t...

中秋节快乐！  zhōng qiū jié kuài lè !  Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! A few weeks ago (September 27), we celebrated Mid-Autumn Festival, one of...

I ate chicken feet (okay, a chicken foot) in my own apartment.  Chicken feet are on my list of things I’d rather not eat because of their...

I was talking to a friend and apologized for the grief that my decision to go overseas is causing everyone. She said, “grief is a strong...

Goodbye. It has such finality.  There’s so much longing and sadness.  And yet, it is inevitable.  We all say goodbye to people and places...

I don’t like transitions.  The past year or so of my life has been full of them; I am approaching the one year mark since I was finished...

I’ve been spending hours sorting through boxes and piles of my earthly belongings.  Pots and pans, dishes, spatulas, potato mashers,...