Saturday afternoon. Late. Like 5ish. I roll over in bed at the dregs of my nap, gaze out my bedroom, straight into the lounge. Glowsticks in place. Non-alcoholic wine lining the fridge. A drizzle outside to rinse out the Florida air. In two hours, my friends will be here, filling my apartment with noise. I’m ready. When Savvy and I wrote our end-of-year blog post … Continue reading How I Feel About My Life Now
It started by reading a viral blog post titled ‘men prefer debt-free virgins without tattoos’ as well as the follow up post. These blog posts for me brought up issues that I had growing up in the church as a young women. I had flashbacks of being a young 14 year old girl entertaining a baby at church and being told by an older man that … Continue reading I Don’t Care What Men Prefer
Earlier this week, I blogged on sanfordcoffee.com about how volunteering for Palate Coffee Brewery improved my confidence. And I wanted to go further into something. Particularly about how it’s been a pattern in my life to hear people say: “Rachel, you don’t talk much.” Honestly, I hear that ALL the time. My friend tells me, “You don’t ever have to worry about talking about yourself … Continue reading What I Like About Myself the Most
Why did I move to Florida? I’m sitting in the parking lot outside my friend’s apartment, browning under the sun’s hot breath. My fingers pick at Publix sushi that’s gone slimy. Orlando is wet, sticky, violent. It’s the place where you learn the contours of your body through sweaty shorts and tank tops.* Except, I’m wearing long pants. Why did I wear long pants? And … Continue reading We Need to Talk About Our Friendship
If I know how to do anything, it would be saying goodbye. I’m practically a professional by now. Families move. People graduate. An experience comes into full cycle. I planned a leaving party for a friend of mine where we ate brownies and shared fairly disgusting and embarrassing stories which will not grace the internet. That was one recent goodbye. I’m preparing others for my own … Continue reading How to Say Goodbye
I’m at a pizza place by myself, sweating through my coffeeshop T-shirt and chewing on a slice of pepperoni. As I scroll through the contacts on my phone, my fingers leave greasy smudges on the screen. I call the leasing office at my apartment complex and, when a lady answers, I say: “Hi. So, erm, have you got any two-bedroom apartments?” Because big news, everyone: … Continue reading Why I Can’t Be By Myself
Photo Credit to my lovely friend Rachel S. (not blog-Rachel) who is a wonderful human being and you would all be lucky to know her. (so this is kind of a follow-up from Rachel’s most recent blog post, so feel free to read it first, if you haven’t already, here). These are the kinds of prayer requests that are being offered up; healing from cancer, … Continue reading Are My Problems Too Small?
This doesn’t happen often. But when it does, I notice it big time. I’m sitting in bible study—this was years ago, mind you—and a person shares with the group: “My biggest sin is pride.” And I’m like, really? Make no mistake, pride is destructive. Just read King Lear. But there is this feeling I get when someone’s problems sound less of a big deal than…cough, … Continue reading My Problems Are Worse Than Yours
She’s wearing a ring. I just met her today at the coffeeshop and now we’re splitting Ben & Jerry’s in the Walmart parking lot. The Florida sun wages warfare on our shoulders. I point my plastic spoon at her wedding ring and say: “How do you do it?” “What do you mean?” she says. “How do you stay committed?” I ask her. Because, you see, … Continue reading Jesus and the Single Girl
What are the pros and cons of being a flight attendant? Guest blogger Daniel Bhowanidin has the scoop: Imagine, if you will, that you have the ability to travel to anywhere on this tiny but beautiful blue planet. Anywhere your heart desires and BOOM, you can go at a free or close-to-free price. Pretty amazing, right? Well, let me tell you: it is. Hi, my … Continue reading What’s It Like to Be a Flight Attendant?