Hi dear friends! As many of you already know, I recently decided to lay Lemmony Things to rest and I have started a new blog called These Mountains We Climb. With lots of changes in my life, I decided it … Continue reading
In the beginning there was darkness. That’s always how the stories begin. It starts right there at the bedside of your father as he takes his last breath. It starts at the wheel of your car, eyes blinded with tears, … Continue reading
Dear Dad, I write this from underneath my Christmas tree. You read that right. Under it. Well, you remember. When I was a kid I’d lay on my back and look up through the Christmas tree, mesmerized by the lights … Continue reading
Dearest friend, It’s midnight and I can’t sleep. That’s because just an hour ago my phone buzzed and I saw it was a message from you. I was excited to hear from you, but after reading it, my smile fell. You … Continue reading
When I was in college I went on a date with a boy named Jason. Jason was mentally disabled and often had a hard time forming words. But he smiled a lot–and he had no problem at all coming into … Continue reading
Last night my dad hugged me. It was in a dream of course. But I needed it. I woke up, wiped my wet cheeks, and stared out the window to the streetlight that glared into the midnight hour. And I … Continue reading
I hesitate writing this blog post. I stare at a bright screen while sitting here in a shadowy hotel room overlooking the Snake River. I wanted to talk about this a while ago, but fear set in. A crippling fear … Continue reading
I woke up today thinking about the 50. The 50 who, just two days ago, had lives cut short on a night unexpected. The 50 who never came home, never responded to that last text, never got to say that … Continue reading
A 16-hour road trip to San Diego from our home in Idaho was interesting, to say the very least. Miles of desert, horizons that just seem to get further away the harder you push the gas, and in my case, … Continue reading
I heard Tyler Glenn’s song, “Trash” one night while I was perusing YouTube for new songs to find on iTunes. It was catchy, somewhat soulful, and it took a few seconds before I recognized a familiar prophet as a painting … Continue reading
