Mike calls me out of the blue. I pick up the receiver to a sonic wave of grief. They shot my baby, he wails, they took my girl. You loved her a lot, I offer, the words stumbling out of my mouth. I loved her like my own. Her daddy passed away in November. Harry. He helped me move […]
Happy new year! Last night I spent a good amount of time looking back at my journal and saw a few threads that ran through last year: If 2011 was a year of risk-taking, then 2012, I’ve summed up, was a building year, a year to build a rhythm and establish a flow. It was a full […]
Competitively, this was a good year. I ran a 3:05 PR at Napa (yay!), but missed Boston by seconds (argh). I was frustrated with my plantar fasciitis, but that gave me an opportunity to go into the swim and the bike and there were a lot of good memories doing long bike rides: Mt. Diablo + Mt. Tam with […]
In the recent theme of grace, maybe one of the reasons I really like country songs and the myths they tell is because you can feel the grit in the stories. Country protagonists live out their flaws fully (for better or worse) but there’s always that redemptive thread. Or maybe I just want to drive […]
Okay, I’ll finally admit it. I’m an introvert.
I’m not afraid of dying. I’m surprised by the thought flitting across my mind as my plane takes off. Were we to plunge into the California coast as the scene used to play out in my imagination, I’d be ready for that. I had a backwards-sort of feeling tonight as I entered the airport, breezing through […]
I feel like seasons are changing, not just in the air but through my life. I’m outdoors more often, laughing more, more okay with things being stuck, or in-between, or just not formed yet. The plantar fasciitis is still there, and not being able to run has been frustrating to say the least, but I’ve […]
He looks into me with soft eyes, and sings in Mandarin: “Look into His face / and your worries will disappear with the light of the sun”. He’s not bad for his age. Apparently he sings in the elderly folks’ choir at his church. “He’s the only one who can sing!” laughs my dad. We’re sitting in […]
Annie asked me this morning in the LAX terminal if I was looking forward to doing anything once we arrived in Taipei. I froze because I really hadn’t thought about it. The only thing I had thought about was what it would be like to see yie yie (my grandpa on my dad’s side), now […]
Show me what a life lived in grace looks like: unfettered, joyous, rampant. I told someone once that I wanted to have the guts to laugh at myself and loosen up a bit. I think I was born melancholy (and I protested as much when I tested so in a personality test–this much is true […]
