Let The Party Happen

I still remember the knots that formed in my stomach as my 16th birthday approached. To me, it felt high stakes. I wanted to invite everyone—guys and girls, my crush and his friends, favorite teachers, friends in college and beyond it. I wanted to throw a party people showed up to. I wanted to be a…

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Signs and Wonders.

Ash Wednesday. A chalked smearing of celebration tasted—now absent, ached for, and anticipated.

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Head and heart.

“Have you tried online dating?”

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Come play.

I’m not particularly self-contained when I am happy. “Graceful” would not be the word of choice. At my brightest moments, I tend to jump, bounce, giggle, fling, or shout.

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Dreaming With Hope

My friend called me after reading my last Red Tent Living Post.  He is not just any friend, he is my friend whom I trust and love as a brother. 

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Five O’Clock Friends

A few months ago my piano teacher asked me to pick out a song in the key of B flat major.

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Accepting the Invitation.

Ten minutes before I am even aware of the darkening clouds outside, I feel his brown eyes seeking my attention.

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