This is my favorite essay of 2018! the thing leonardo da vinci taught me about living free

This is my favorite essay of 2018! the thing leonardo da vinci taught me about living free

 What my bunny dying taught me about giving people the benefit of the doubt.

What my bunny dying taught me about giving people the benefit of the doubt.

   I can't buy into attempts to define "feminine" or "masculine" with a list of character traits  , partly out of a need to preserve my own sanity.

I can't buy into attempts to define "feminine" or "masculine" with a list of character traits, partly out of a need to preserve my own sanity.

 Courage doesn’t have to be flashy.

Courage doesn’t have to be flashy.

 You gave me the confidence to stand at the front of classes as a new student and explain my mark - to allow the other kids to ask questions. You taught me how people make fun of what they fear and they fear what they don't know and I had the power to help them to know.

You gave me the confidence to stand at the front of classes as a new student and explain my mark - to allow the other kids to ask questions. You taught me how people make fun of what they fear and they fear what they don't know and I had the power to help them to know.

 how i helped save a boy’s life and later regretted it.

how i helped save a boy’s life and later regretted it.

 WHAT THIS UNFINISHED PAINTING REMINDED ME ABOUT MY FAITH

WHAT THIS UNFINISHED PAINTING REMINDED ME ABOUT MY FAITH

 ON GIVING MYSELF GRACE

ON GIVING MYSELF GRACE

 i’m done feeling guilty about not feeling something about everything

i’m done feeling guilty about not feeling something about everything

 WE WANT BEAUTY, WE ARE ATTRACTED TO BEAUTY, BUT DO WE EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS?

WE WANT BEAUTY, WE ARE ATTRACTED TO BEAUTY, BUT DO WE EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS?

*Originally posted on Instagram in January, 2018*

Yesterday, The B (my seven year old) wanted to give money to a homeless lady while we were stopped at a light. 


He saw her crutches and the snow falling and wanted to give her something. When I said I had no cash, he rooted around in the back and came up with a couple coins. “We can give her these!” But I shot him down. It might just be insulting. She’d hop over in her crutches in the snow and we’d hand her 35cents? It wasn’t enough. And it was a lot of trouble to go through to get it to her. Blah blah blah. 


The light was green by the time I shut up long enough for the seven year old to say “but we can just tell her it’s all we have and that we wish we could give more.” So, we could tell her the truth. Interesting concept. And maybe the gesture alone was worth something. Maybe 35 cents added to what she had would have given her enough for a warm drink. 
We drove through the light giving nothing, but I apologized and talked about it with B and I’m still thinking about it today.

I’m thinking about us, who think what we have to give is not good enough. 
And I’m thinking of the people who miss out on so much because they need what we have.

 PASSING BY WHAT YOU WANT AND TRUSTING WHAT GOD HAS WAITING FOR YOU.

PASSING BY WHAT YOU WANT AND TRUSTING WHAT GOD HAS WAITING FOR YOU.

 On Being Okay With not doing all of the things

On Being Okay With not doing all of the things