Questions

“Do you find the tension between seeking contentment and desiring more, difficult? I do, certainly.” Those were the closing lines of an email I received last week from a woman who has lived more life than I – and just like that, she so concisely distilled my entire life’s dilemma. Perhaps you relate? Contentment in…

For me, Nashville is a safe place to land. It’s a city that always welcomes me back and tells me that I belong. After spending last week with friends, holding new babies and touring new homes, being surrounded by people who know me and accept me, talking about life, love, and other mysteries (not this),…

I know.  I KNOW.  I haven’t blogged in hundreds of hours. What’s been going on, you ask?  Well, this happened. Whatever dramatic scene you’re envisioning, yes, it was all that and more – although probably more hilarious than you imagine.  Poor Toad. Another thing is that I mentioned to someone something about Gadhafi being dead,…

As one who grew up in the church, I have had moments in the last several years when I have wondered, “Why am I a Christian?”  Is it just because I was raised to believe what I believe – or is there a deeper reason?  Do I have faith on my own, apart from my…

On this little blog, I don’t really talk in specifics about my dating life (do I have a dating life? You’ll never know). In the event that any given romantic endeavor doesn’t work out, I can handle my own disappointment – but the collective devastation of us all? That would just be too much. I…

I have a confession: I have never listened to Mumford & Sons. I know.  They’re, like, all the rage these days.  But I don’t even know what they sound like. Everybody loves them and will probably murder me for not being on the bandwagon already.  Who knows – maybe if I heard them, I would…

Is it better to have high expectations, or none at all? You guys have come through with some excellent thoughts in the past – care to pipe up again?

I was going to talk about Seattle today.  I was going to tell you how much I love that city, how much I miss it, how much it still feels like home, how much being on the water is necessary to my emotional health and survival, how much my friends mean to me, how much…

– your hair just needs to be cut?  Immediately?  Because all of a sudden, and without warning, you are Morticia? – you wear the black racerback tank with the rainbow graphic eagle on the front?  Because it’s so awesome? – you eat breakfast at an oatmeal cart?  Because this is Portland? – you hear a…

How is 7-11 still in business when most of them don’t even have gas pumps?  Are Slurpees really a big enough draw? How can I lose so much hair every day, and still HAVE so much hair every day? What does a stress fracture feel like?  Do I have one in each ankle? Where can…