Author Archives: Rebecca

I don’t think I’ve ever received a pastoral visit before. The elders made their rounds when I was a small girl, but I was sent upstairs, and it was very hard to hear anything from the other side of the … Continued

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Revelry down the hall.Chivalry at my side.Walk with me through all the noises,Surround me and hold me real tight.Desire to hide here forever,the knowledge we must say goodnight.Just me now, the mice, and the answerto my prayer that my soul … Continued

My father lives in Colorado now.He spends this Father’s Day in a new home.From far away I sit and ponder howhe’ll celebrate this Sunday on his own.Without his son, who followed him aroundlearning from his skills and his mistakes–and now … Continued

Places I have slept in the less than two years since Nate and Hannah got married: A year ago Aunt Ruth and I were talking about how in the year since their wedding, she had only slept in that house … Continued

I hesitate to admit it– here, amidst the mountains, in the thick, mossy forest of the Olympic Peninsula, forty-two miles from the nearest grocery store and almost as far from any cell phone reception: I have internet access. After I … Continued

I can’t believe it is already the end of the semester. Today is my last day of class. I don’t want to go. I hate saying goodbyes. I looked up ‘goodbye’ in my journal, hoping to learn from things I … Continued

When we went back out into the waves, they were crashing harder, as if there was something bothering them. They were the kind of waves that don’t mind if you smack them right back. The punching commenced: the first few … Continued