Autumn’s Story: Two-year-old me tottered over to the fridge and pulled out the lemonade—a plastic container with a swiveling lid to keep children like me from spilling. I wrapped my little arms around the jug and set out on my quest. Crossing the...
Kate’s Story: Once upon a time my larynx felt glued to the ground like a Manolo Blahnik stiletto stuck to pavement. You know how chewing gum sticks to your shoe and won’t come off? A stuck larynx means singers can’t sing. My good Father...
Rebecca’s Story: I know exactly what I would have thought if I lived in Montana: “We get snow all the time with frigid temperatures. Those people down South will be just fine.” When the news forecasted snow, I thought the same way. The snow would fall—maybe...
Morgan’s Story: When I applied to college, I wanted to pursue a theology or communications degree, but those plans failed the practicality test. Instead, I chose education for its reliable career path and relegated theology to a minor. Like Jacob in...
Karen’s Story: I had fallen apart several times. But at the age of 39, I shattered into a million pieces. I call this time “my exile.” I have bipolar disorder. The symptoms began in my late teens and worsened over time while I remained under-diagnosed...
Sandra’s Story: The night before surgery, I lay in bed with two preschoolers snuggled on either side. Tiny heads rested on my shoulders. Thumbs plugged in their mouths, they clutched their favorite blankies—pink bunny and blue bear. I savored the sweet...
