Six months of marriage: reflections
The next thing I knew, I had been married for SIX MONTHS WHAT and winter was beginning to melt into Spring slush. Rumor has it that it may hit 65 degrees this Wednesday, I missed
ode to my husband
Today my sweet husband went to work and I was puttering around the apartment tidying when I found a treasure. I was cleaning up the kitchen table and putting away his old laptop into its
joy
I have never felt such joy as I do now being married these two months. Committing to life with my best friends has opened a special gate of happiness into my life that truly proves
it smelled like the august of 2013
I stepped outside and the scent of sunshine, of warm wind, of a very specific olfactory sensation hit me. It made me think of hope and memories yet to be made from late-night dorm talks,
valleys of shadow
It's a quiet day at the desk here. I'm minding the phones but my mind is in a faraway place, pondering great human suffering and the broken, dismal bleakness of our world. I made the
0.6 miles of holiness
Every evening around 10:30pm, if you're hanging around a certain Chicago street corner, you'll see a couple emerge from a yellowed apartment building, usually holding hands. They begin a 0.6 -mile walk in the twilight,
Lament // Waiting
I think it's week 6 of my shelter-in-place/quarantine/coronavirus panic insanity? It's a bit unsettling that I've somewhat lost track of the days. I've tried to keep track by baking something every weekend. But it's blurry.
Dear Graduating Senior
My alma mater asked its grads to write a note of encouragement for all the graduating seniors this year, whose semesters were cut short by COVID-19. Below is what I sent - something pertinent, I
100 Days
In 100 days, I'm getting married. What will the world look like in 100 days? It's not something I've ever thought about before. Time usually just rolls on like normal. We don't expect major