We had hoped to have some key questions answered by now. It’s a weird, messy start to this new phase of life. Not the beginning I’d hoped for.
Author: Rachel E. Hicks
“Com-passionate”
My desire to listen to people’s stories of trauma—to witness and give dignity to them—seems like such a small thing. And maybe it is. I want to do more.
Pasta Life
We’re used to not living in the same city, but we’ve also gotten the hang of doing life together in a simple, natural rhythm when we are together.
On The Cusp
The unknown future is suddenly now. The bigness of it is startling.
The Gift of Presence
This morning I asked God to begin weaving the threads of my family’s life into the fabric of others’ lives here in this city. I believe place matters to God. It is not inconsequential.
A Room of My Own
Utter luxury. Decadence. A sanctuary. Each time I stepped into it and shut the door, I almost couldn’t believe it was for me.
Poem-A-Day Challenge
I’ve taken on Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day Challenge this month (http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides). It’s a fantastic way to crank out the words and get new ideas flowing. Some poems will probably be duds, but the fun is finding the firecrackers along the way! Feel free to join in! Check out Writer’s Digest’s Poetic Asides blog daily in… Continue reading Poem-A-Day Challenge