I used to hold onto everything as tightly as I could–material possessions, places, talents, jobs, relationships. I attempted to maintain control, terrified I might let something slip through the cracks. I strove for perfection and grieved each and every change, failure, and loss as a sign of my own powerlessness. Then, as I became a…
I’m a literal person. I struggle to enjoy stories with unrealistic, abstract concepts like time travel or multiple dimensions. I suppose I like everything, even my entertainment, to be neat and tidy and linear. (This is probably why I love Disney movies so much.) As soon as I was old enough to understand that God…
I started blogging in 2009. Back then, I wrote about things like my mother’s decline through early onset Alzheimer’s and my fear of developing the disease. I didn’t worry too much about things like content or site layout or page views because my only readers were people close to me. Yet my blog quickly became…