Days away from moving into a new space, another chapter in this transient singlehood story of mine, I connect with a dear childhood friend Melissa over Zoom. She knows what it’s like to be a transient homemaker.
I wouldn’t actually be completely horrified if you read my journals. I might reserve the ones that cover the last five years or so, simply to respect the other characters that feature inside their covers. And, well, because they might be a bit embarrassing… Continue Reading “Journals: To Read or to Burn?”
I took my first bow today, my stage the worn, deep rose carpet of First United Church in Waterloo. I bowed three times, once with my fellow soloist and twice with the rest of the Laurier Singers. It felt utterly strange and a little… Continue Reading “Obviously”
I hope you read every word, but if you’re short on time, read all the one sentence paragraphs. They carry an article all their own.
Dear you, There were many ways I was going to start this post. I thought about the angel host and their audacious message to the shepherds, “Glory to God in the Highest and on earth, peace, good will toward men.” I spent a whole… Continue Reading “A Confession, a Soul Song, and a Blessing”