When No Place Is Home

This post deviates from my usual focus on being a religious feminist in the USA, and it deviates for a good reason: I am in the process of moving to…

Going Back…Home?

  A little over a month ago, my family sat on a plane for hours and landed bright and early in Taipei, Taiwan. The last time I had visited Taiwan…

Danger: Kale Chips Cooking

During a recent visit to my godparents’ house and a lovely meal of ham sandwiches, I noticed but avoided the ham’s table companion: green clumps in white bowls at either…

Being House Hunters

I can’t imagine what my coworkers think about me. Since moving to Chicago in June, I have adopted a dog, begun a new job, gotten engaged, started planning a wedding,…

(super)human rights

Recently, the following video has been running rampant all over the Internet:   I’m going to start by acknowledging how important what Mr. Wahls did is. Speaking up for your…

Parenting: It is a Privilege, Not a Right

As this article goes to press, another toddler has passed away, a tragic victim of domestic violence. Here in New Zealand, an average of 10 children a year are killed…

Reflections on Home

Home is a funny thing. For the first 18 years of my life, home was the one bedroom apartment I shared with my mother, father, and sister in Manhattan. And…

Escaping City Boundaries

Lying back in the sun, eyes closed with the breeze from the lake cooling me and listening to the band of crickets and cicadas, it’s hard to believe that I’m…