There is no pain like the pain of those you love.

We’re all just walking each other home.

alternative title: Look A Little Longer

What I never accounted for.

I am not a person of few things

It is not about me but about us.

No matter what.

Lack is not shameful. It is the missing piece to compassionate community.

"I'm convinced that God did not mess up and make too many people and not enough stuff."

Goodness is not always measured by longevity.

We try. We try so hard.

Everything changes when the person you cannot stand becomes the person you cannot stand to lose.

How do we enter into a space with the intention to give but leave the Savior mentality behind?

Truth requires it.

I was telling a friend about how one of the moms I know was arrested for assault with a deadly weapon. “Was it the axe?” she asked.

It’s not an excuse; it’s permission.

I opened my eyes to look at what I was told should never be.

Que explosion.

We give what we do not own, say forever when we cannot guarantee it, mean the best and do barely enough.

The voice of two worlds.