*I feel like today's post needs a disclaimer. Yes, it's long. Yes, it's very, very personal. No, it doesn't come to any neatly packaged conclusions. It's been a very, very rough day today, and I'm still working through it. But my hope is that someone else might stumble across this in the future and find…
What Do I Know?
“I have a friend who just turned 88, and she confessed to me that she’s afraid of dying I sit here years from her experience and try to bring her comfort I try to bring her comfort But what do I know? Really, what do I know? Well, I don’t know if there are harps…
The Right to Speak
Normally, I don’t have a problem sharing my thoughts. Writing comes easily to me, and, as any of my friends would be quick to tell you, I have an opinion about everything. Everything. But I’ve found myself struggling this week with feeling silenced. I’ve felt this way before, when something I’ve said, or some opinion…
Finding peace in the storm
In case you hadn’t heard by now, we had an historic blizzard this past weekend here in PA. More than three feet of snow fell in Carlisle, trapping us all in our houses and shutting down literally everything – even the post office [which, for my foreign readers, is a very, VERY big deal here…
Rite of Passage
Life is full of moments. Most pass by with little thought given to them, but others – other moments are burned into our minds as snapshots of time we can never forget. We hold them up as Defining Moments in our lives – moments we can point to and say, “there. Then. That’s when I…
The Bravery of Returning
ll: Return again/ return again/ return to the home of your soul :ll ll: Return to who you are/return to what you are/ return to where you are born and reborn again :ll Return again. We sang this in church the week before this past Sunday, and I can’t seem to get it out of…
[not]Broken
“You are not broken! Nothing about you is broken. There are lessons to learn so you can become the best version of yourself possible, but YOU ARE NOT BROKEN. There is nothing to fix.” I nearly choked on my crepe. Thank heavens the restaurant was closing soon, and there was hardly anyone around, because tears…
I Wish You a Peaceful Christmas
“I’m not going to wish you a merry Christmas. You can have a merry Christmas next year.” THE HECK?!?!? Thank goodness she wasn’t finished yet. “This year, you need peace. So may you have a peaceful Christmas.” OH. Hmm. Okay, well that was different. Not at all what my ears are used to hearing on…
The Darkest of Nights
I dislike darkness. Sort of. Those who know me well would say, “But Christin, you’re notorious for walking around Carlisle in the middle of the night!” And that’s true. I LOVE Carlisle at night. There’s something very special about sitting in the square after midnight, when all is still and quiet, and the streetlights cast…
Treading Water
I can tread water like nobody’s business. When I was a kid, spending my summers at Camp Swoneky, my cabin mates used to make a game out of timing how long I could tread in the deep end of the pool. Once, I went an hour and a half before they lost interest and quit…
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