Day 12: Paper

A drawer stuffed full of crafts and worksheets from school A post-it on every surface with lists and requests that you’ll Scribble quickly, then hold up “Hug me please," "Play tickle monster" Or “Time to color.” The counterfeit money that you made So that Irene wouldn’t crinkle your dollar,  Or the heap of paper on …

Day 11: Drive

Back when we were dating, we lived overseas (in separate apartments...for the record) with no car. I’m not sure I ever really rode in a car with Aubrey driving until we were pretty much engaged and, especially as a person who struggles with anxiety, I’m seriously glad he turned out to be a good driver.  …

Day 10: Frame

Back in college, we had this Discipleship Group and sometimes we found the materials to be a little bit cheesy.  We’d be reading some illustration and then some not-so-subtle transition would tie it back into the spiritual or Biblical principle at hand, something as smooth and artful as “And so it is with God.” It …

Day 7: Music

My hair brush was my first counselor. That make-shift microphone was the one to whom I sang all my heart’s first songs.  With her, I could try getting loud and unselfconscious. I could work out being scared, and mad that I’m scared, while belting “I’m Just A Girl;” I noticed the longings of a girl …

Day 5: Hair

I often think that so much of growing up is just learning to tolerate life’s discomforts. We have come up with elaborate procedures needed to take medicine that tastes bad (honey spoon + medicine + immediately followed by another honey spoon, if you’re interested); we have offered lollipops for hair detangling sessions, abandoned entire packs of underwear or socks that were bothersome for some inarticulable reason, and all of this is usually after trying to reason until we’re blue in the face.

Day 3: Dishes

We may go through another season when we use Ikea or Goodwill dishes and that would be okay. For now, I’m enjoying these —gifted right at the start of our journey together — and teaching me that what’s important can be preserved with a little effort and a lot of grace.

Day 2: Laundry

At the bottom of my laundry basket, there is usually a layer of things that simply go unwashed: sometimes for months...entire seasons of the year. Sometimes it’ll be a spare set of sheets that won’t get washed until the next company is due to arrive, or unseasonable clothes that I know won’t be needed for …