On paper, I might be as different from Maria as it gets.The thought of yoga makes me pretty sure I’d be the farter in class, when offered the choice between white rice and brown rice, I will always (ALWAYS) choose white, and my running shoes (haha, running shoes! My shoes-that-I-wear-when-I’m-doing-more-than-walking-the-regular-amount-that-I-walk-in-a-day-shoes) have only one general area for toes, not five separate ones. But I do wish I were more like Maria in all of those ways, which might be one of the reasons we’re such good friends.
Another might be that, as different as we are in some ways, we’re oddly similar in others.
I believe that Flannery O’Connor was right about most things. Like when she said that if a writer of faith “hopes to reveal mysteries, he will have to do it by describing truthfully what he sees from where he is.” This is precisely why I write essays and now, perhaps, a blog: these genres are grounded in personal experience, and they seek to make sense of things by asking questions and telling stories. I find it’s a way to seek God in the mundane, a way to understand things about Him that I would have missed if I hadn’t been writing about it.
I don’t really have hobbies, so don’t ask that question because I will say lots of things that probably aren’t true like “Interior Design” and “Photography” even though I realize that being hooked on HGTV and having a camera do not constitute having “hobbies.” My hobbies right now might include “raising children” and “getting the house to relatively not look like something on Hoarders,” as those are the things I spend most of my time on these days.
Miles is my oldest. He’s the one with the awesomely rotund belly. Genevieve (or Evie) is the younger one. She’s the one with the cutest thunder thighs you’ve ever seen. I am the strange one who likes to describe her children by the places they store their fat. Maria, my children might need the name of your therapist.
Although we’re both from Southern California, my husband Scott and I moved to Kansas about 5 years ago for him to finish an MDiv, which means, you guys, that he’s a pastor. Then we stayed. It’s different.
My book, Whirlybirds and Ordinary Times: Reflections on Faith and the Changing of Seasons
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