When I moved to New York, looking for a church felt like being dropped in the middle of Hunger Games. Left to fend for yourself in a new place with tons of distractions competing for your time, you hoped the odds would be in your favor.
October is one of the most popular months to get both engaged and married. Thus, a few of you probably got a ring or took a walk down the aisle. Congrats. Marriage is a wonderful thing. I myself am engaged and plan to get married at some point. That said, it’s not for everyone. In…
I get asked a lot whether Not Cinderella stems from some childhood obsession with the story of Cinderella. It doesn’t. I was never overly intrigued by her. The story didn’t stand out anymore than other Disney versions of fairy tales I had heard. But, what I did notice was her mainstay popularity in our culture and elevation to a heroine.
HELL. As a child growing up there weren’t too many words that could incite so much fear into my little body. I had never seen the place before, but the grown-ups at church made sure I knew what it looked like. A burning lake of fire. Gnashing of teeth. Yelling. Torture. Thirst. Devil with a pitchfork…optional.
Remember The Flinstones? That show was pretty dope, right? I mean, it was kind of my favorite show as a child; and I never really understood why. Wilma’s hair was kinda cute — but nope, that wasn’t it. And, though the fact that they never changed clothes mildly intrigued me, I can’t say that was what magnetically drew me to sit dangerously close to my family’s floor model television on Saturday mornings and pretend I was a member of this “modern Stone Age family”. I knew that something in this animated series spoke to me; and now nearly 30 years later, I finally get it … I’m totally a cavewoman!
Family is awesome. And they suck. Learn how not to kill them.
Painful. Ugly. Guilt-Ridden. Depressing. And the best decision of my life.
Glass shoes don’t work for women breaking glass ceilings and barriers.