I am sad. It pours out of me in gasps and chokes, a geyser of emotion too strong to stopper up. Each year it lies in wait. Quiet, tame. Masked by boredom with the details, the mundanity of every day life. And then, as his tires crunch gravel outside the window, and the door closes solidly … Continue reading On Goodbyes
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On Near-Murder and Marriage
It has been two months since Jordan and I got married. Given all that has happened, it feels like it's been two years. Jordan's sister stayed with us for a month (to be clear: this was the best ever), Donald Trump got elected to lead our country, our car broke down, and--right after our car … Continue reading On Near-Murder and Marriage
On What It Means to Be a Dog
Last week we watched a friend's dog. And while I've met many dogs over the span of my twenty-four years, this old guy made me think twice about what it means to have a dog, and in return, what it means to be one. See, Sonny is all dog. He woke us up each morning with a thorough … Continue reading On What It Means to Be a Dog
A Photoessay on Life with Each Other
With a wedding on the horizon, Jordan and I have spent a lot of time discussing how we go through life together and how we'd like to do it better. One of the main things we talked about was that when we spend too much time together, we start to forget that there are two … Continue reading A Photoessay on Life with Each Other
On Having Unrealistic Romantic Expectations
We are a culture obsessed with romance. And why shouldn't we be? There's something about a grand gesture made in the name of love that makes our souls swoon. Romance is fun. It's intriguing. And this obsession makes its way into our media--shows like the Bachelor and Bachelorette are watched by millions (I don't really … Continue reading On Having Unrealistic Romantic Expectations
Fall(ing in love)
[Note: this is an old post, written in college while Jordan and I were dating. Do not be confused!] It is morning time, and even before I step outside of my room, I can smell fall. Fall makes me excited. It injects life into my bones with every crisp breeze, thought of apple orchards, and … Continue reading Fall(ing in love)