Category: Identity
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Truth Be Told…
The truth is, I am fearful. The truth is, I am brave. The truth is, I hide. The truth is, I make excuses. The truth is, I have big dreams. The truth is, I am afraid to fail. The truth is, I stumble every day. The truth is, I am rusty at relationships. The truth…
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Creating New Life, One Step at a Time
Hi friends. It’s been a while. So much has happened in the last nine months since last I wrote, not the least of which is getting pregnant with our very first child. A child! Our child! Our son, to be exact. Jacob. This week I passed the 35 week mark, which means we are in…
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The Joy of Surprising Yourself-and Others-With Who You Really Are
This past weekend, at almost 35 weeks pregnant, I drove to Vancouver for the SeaWheeze Half Marathon and walked 13.1 miles. Was this planned? No. Did I train for it? No. What happened was I got up Thursday morning, decided to try and walk 5 miles, and when I did so successfully, I figured I…
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Why I Post My Belly Bump Pics
My husband and I are expecting our first child at the end of September. The hope of a child is a precious, beautiful thing. Being pregnant? It’s strange. It’s humbling. It’s intensely surreal. People like to talk crap about mommy blogs, but I have to tell you I’m thankful there are so many out there…
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What if There is a Life More Beautiful Than I Dreamed?
I can’t remember a time I didn’t know in my gut I wanted to be a writer, or that just as ardently, I wanted to be a wife and a mother. Sure, as a child I also thought I might be a ballerina or a taxi driver, but even so, in my imagined future there…
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Big Decisions
In the spring of 2010, I packed up all of my belongings and jumped into my trusty Honda to start a new chapter in my life. I had spent the last 5 years in Seattle, Washington, a beautiful, quirky, wonderful city which had begun to feel more like home than any place I’d ever lived.…
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If you want to know who you are, watch your feet
“Thus, when you wake up in the morning, called by God to be a self again, if you want to know who you are, watch your feet. Because where your feet take you, that is who you are.” – Frederick Buechner, Alphabet of Grace This isn’t a fun post to write, which is a bit…
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The story of my tattoo
In honor of Throwback Thursday, here’s a little gem I wrote when I was 20.* I am itching to do a rewrite, but for now, here’s a little glimpse of my sophomoric heart. I had wanted a fish on my ankle. One of those ichthus-I’m-a-Christian-and-drive-a-Honda fish like I wear proudly on a James Avery bracelet…
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Sabbatical (or, how this all came to be)
Sabbatical or a sabbatical (from Latin sabbaticus, from Greek sabbatikos, from Hebrew shabbat, i.e., Sabbath, literally a “ceasing”) is a rest from work, or a hiatus, often lasting from two months to a year. The concept of sabbatical has a source in shmita, described several places in the Bible (Leviticus 25, for example, where there…
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Through a child’s eyes
The other night I attended a potluck barbecue hosted by my new friend, Jess. It was one of those perfect Pacific Northwest summer evenings when the blue fades to gold and the air takes on a shimmer that seems to promise the season will never end. Jess was the loveliest, most gracious hostess and spent…
Erin Curlett 