Back Around
Last Sunday morning, I slowly opened my car door and gingerly placed one sky-high wedge sandal after another onto gravel. The walk from my car to the church was a rocky one, the flat surface of the wedge incompatible with…
Self-Discovery Tour: N is for Never-ending
On the eve of my 30th birthday, I knew myself better than I had at any other point in life. I was secure in who I was, digging the way I looked inside and out, and confident about the decade…
