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Why You Hated Rory Gilmore in the Revival

Okay, Internet.  I've read your statuses and heard your complaints about Rory Gilmore in the Gilmore Girls Revival, and I'd like to ask you one question: What was your post grad life like? Before we get into that, let me admit, I'm completely biased.  Gilmore has helped me through every transition since 2009. ...

A Toast For You

One of my favorite parts of a meal is the toast - formal or informal, clinking thin wine glasses together or touching two pieces of takeout pizza over a picnic on the living room floor.  Words spoken over a gathering of people is totally my jam. For the longest time, a group of girls gathered around my kitchen table ...

Boston, A Love Letter

I'm sitting at a communal table in a tiny dining room.  None of the chairs match and the dark wood bears lighter marks where warm plates and mugs of coffee once sat, forming constellations of house dinners past.  Light is slanting in through the third floor windows, along with the cool, beginning of Fall air.  Fall ...

This Pep Talk is for You

There was a season of life when I used to haul around a ten foot long paper banner with two giant words written in red paint: Pep Talk.  I'd hang it in rooms in my residence halls, announcing my impending encouragement that my students couldn't escape.  Today, I'm hanging the Pep Talk banner in your living room, ...

To those who need kindness.

One of the very first questions I used to ask the college students sitting on my couch after a few mentoring meetings inevitably was, "Would you say the things you say to yourself out loud to another person? Would you call someone else those names?" "No! Of course not," They would answer. "Then why are you being so ...

2nd Year Anniversaries and 24 Hour Road Trips

Scott and I are currently driving through Wyoming en route to Idaho, land of mountains, potato fields, rushing rivers, and huckleberries. All of Idaho looks like it belongs in a snow globe, complete with skinny pine trees and log cabins, more believable as a souvenir on a shelf than as a place people actually ...

On Finding Home

It happened in the middle of church on Sunday when we stood to read responsively. My brain mentally took a picture of our city, something that looked like a map with all of our collected memories and goodness and pain contained in this space, and hung it on the gallery wall labeled Home.  I knew something shifted in my ...