It’s complicated.

I almost didn’t post this. But I’m 40 now, so screw it, I’m not editing myself anymore! I wrote this after a recent visit with my parents. (I hid this from them  on social media. Because I do love them and don’t want to hurt them. But being honest about hard things is important.) ThisContinue reading “It’s complicated.”

Learning to be brave.

Well, shoot. Right now I am working on final revisions for my manuscript for “Still Stace”. I’m also reading Glennon Doyle’s “Untamed”. This is quickly becoming a tumultuous, beautiful, terrible, gut-wrenching, wonderful, life-changing gift. I have to read it very slowly, digesting it in small bits. Sometimes in the bath (the only place to readContinue reading “Learning to be brave.”

This is 40.

Yesterday, I turned 40. I’m not sure how that is possible, when inside I feel no older than 14! Life is (real) messy right now, but I woke up feeling stupidly grateful to be alive, and convinced myself to take my first selfie ever because WELL WHY NOT. Are bathroom selfies still a thing?! (RevealingContinue reading “This is 40.”

Pride.

It’s the last day of pride month. 🌈 2020 has felt more formative for me than ever. My gay Christian journey started when I was 16, but now that I am (so very) close to the big 4-0, I feel like I am just beginning in a lot of ways. I’m truly learning what itContinue reading “Pride.”

A parent-scare + restore-faith-in-humanity story.

As a parent, you never know when your kids will get hurt, but you are always waiting for it on some level. (And when you have a 2.5 yr old son like mine, you wait for it every day.) We explored a new place last night, a walking trail (mostly concrete) around a man-made lake.Continue reading “A parent-scare + restore-faith-in-humanity story.”