What Makes Us Human
It is a high priority in our family to get a family picture every year for the Christmas letter. Growing up, this meant pictures of my sister and I sitting or standing calmly next to each other with smiles on our faces. For those of you that know me, you now realize how much of ...
Like basically every other kid I knew at the time (which wasn’t very many…), watching the Olympics was a huge thing to look forward to every other year. I vividly remember (with the help of old VHS family tapes) reenacting figure skating, ski jumps, gymnastics (though I can’t do a cartwheel…), and who knows what ...
If you read my last post, talking points, this is the post you’ve been waiting for. The burning question you’ve had since last Saturday will now find resolution. Welcome to the danger zone. Dun dun dunnnnnnnnn. (Pardon my rusty screenplay writing...this’ll just have to do) Scene 1 - INTERIOR: Dark studio FADE UP: Head to ...
Somewhere along the line, I made the inner determination that I would find a way to make anyone and everyone talk to me - whether they wanted to or not. I was determined to find that secret weapon - that one question or process that would open up the tightest closed mouth and unleash the ...
I was the quintessential copycat child, much to the chagrin of my sister. My sister had been playing piano for quite a while, which meant I, of course, decided that I must play as well. Mom ran me through the usual responsibility questions: “Will you practice regularly? Are you sure you want to ...
This is another gem from my freshman year at Oral Roberts University. Things to know: 1. ORU - Oral Roberts University. 2. Hannah and Clarissa - my neighbors. 3. WD-40 - the almighty spray oil of de-squeakerness. 4. Jess - my neighbor two doors down. The one I got into trouble with often. 5. Alcove ...
What I’m about to tell you won’t surprise most of you. I was an avid church attendee growing up. We were there often. Actually - more than often. During some seasons, it felt like we almost lived there! Being there as often as I was allowed me to become skilled at a specific set of ...
This post is dedicated to my friend Katie. From then until now and beyond. May the adventures continue. May grace and monkey moments abound. Here's to another year, new changes, and who knows what else. Love you! Happiest of Birthdays! For those of you who are familiar with the Enneagram, this story will be quite ...
