Less than one percent. That was it. I couldn’t understand it, but facts never lie. From the time I was a little girl, I was saturated with the understanding that my Grandparents migrated from Norway. My parents owned the leather trunk my ancestors brought over, made krumkake, dangled red flags with indigo blue and white lined […]
I sat next to her because she was smart. Everyone knew her dad had ample wealth. At sixteen, she had cash handed to her whenever she wanted, a nice car, and seemingly everything a girl could dream of. But soon, I didn’t care as much about her math skills, as I sympathized with her cry for […]
There it lay, a face. Staring back at me from the asphalt, burning under the hot afternoon heavens. And I wondered why this lamented card used to identify us; was left, abandoned, distant from the one who owned it. I pick it up, read it. Realizing with it there is the power to drive, buy things, […]
I sobbed all the way to the first small group I ever went to. Scared, young, fearing I was too un-spiritual. Worried of being asked to read the Bible. Petrified of what I might look like to others. Would I come across weird, or lost, or stupid? But most of all I was horrified of small […]
I bet you have one. No…more than one. O.k. truth be told, you probably have two, or three, or more. You know, those things dangling from your walls, sitting above your hope chest, the thing you look at every time you enter the bathroom, or bedroom, or slip into the drivers seat? A mirror. In America, […]
I don’t know who you are reading this. But my guess is, you have a love/hate relationship with your mirror. Worse yet, more than the plastic full-length that hangs in your bedroom, possibly it’s the people around us that act like mirrors too… And somewhat subconsciously (or maybe even, well…not so subconsciously) we can morph and […]