Still Here, But Not Necessarily at Home
I used to feel proud to be a Texan and grateful to be American. These days, I feel like an exile in both. Still here—but no longer at home.
August 6, 2025 · 1 Comment
What to Grasp Onto When You Don’t Know What to Grasp Onto
When someone you love is hurting—and maybe you are too—it can feel impossible to know what to hold onto. This is for anyone searching for something real in the middle of the fog.
June 22, 2025
Randomly Rudimentary Faith Stuff 