So as I’ve tried to channel my post-election emotions (rage/sadness/fear/disappointment) into more productive/actionable steps, in the last two days Jonathan and I have attended both the Young Democrats meeting and Showing Up For Racial Justice Nashville. Both events were very helpful to attend, even if it had only be to confirm: I am not alone. … More Ramblings on Capitalism, Scarcity, Wealth, etc.
There are no words for how deeply saddened Jonathan and I are by the election. We are in grief, in mourning. It will take time to heal. But we are more resolved than ever to fight for what is right, what is good, what is true. I am clinging to the words of Wendell Berry … More practice resurrection.
If phase 1 was: getting married, being expats, buying a house, having a baby, and building a tiny house, this feels like phase 2. After months ‘off,’ we are planning, scheming, dreaming. And this is what we’ve begun. It is still a bit amorphous, but we’ve been growing stronger in our convictions daily, and more … More Phase 2.
Life has been so busy, busy, busy that I haven’t stopped to blog. Our summer was great. We took an epic road trip from Nashville to Detroit to Niagara Falls to Ottawa to Quebec City to Acadia National Park in Maine, and then down the coast homeward. It was such an experience traveling with Edmond … More A Long-Overdue General Update
We’ve had a busy couple of weeks. There was Easter at Percy Warner with family, where a maniacal Jonathan and Edmond chased a maniacal Uncle Joe Joe around. Then, Edmond and I went to the beach along with my mom, Aunt Baba, and extended family! It was such a treat getting to spend such good … More spring sprang sprung again
I haven’t written in a while! I did write this for Murder Ballad Monday and Singout.org. For some reason, I found it way harder to write than I anticipated and I wrote around twice as many words as needed in various drafts that were scrapped. First writing was really enjoyable, then it was really stressful, then it … More spring sprang sprung
This photo of Edmond and me is the last taken of us nursing, though he didn’t fully wean for another week or so after it was taken. And I am a little heartbroken, truth be told. I was ready. He was (mostly) ready. And the actual process was relatively easy, from a parenting standpoint. But … More nursing Edmond.
I am now 27! Every year I’m kind of appalled at the new number. I don’t think I’ve ever felt much older than 17. But I look around and I have a son, and a husband, and a house, and a station wagon, and I’ve found a few grey hairs in the last couple of … More An Assortment
In talking recently with some beloved family members, we realized that we hadn’t really taken the time to write out why we chose this project or how it came to be. Since chatting with them, we’ve thought more and more about all the little things over the years that brought us to the point. … More The Story of Our Tiny House
We are experiencing a once in a decade snow here in Nashville, with somewhere around 8 inches of accumulation! As a result, Jonathan has been out of school since Wednesday, and we’ve had tons of time to a) finish the tiny house b) play with Edmond c) work on our own house. It feels like … More Fresh Start.