Peace in the Fire
Help & hope through hurt and hardship.
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Beauty Authority: Part Three, Meaning
Part Three of the Beauty Authority series, where we unpack the meaning of the previous two part story and find out how it can speak to us and shape us.
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Beauty Authority: Part Two, Wounds
Sam had never paid much attention to this instructor, although he was a prominent figure in music. In his opinion, Violente’s style was just too...
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Beauty Authority: Part One, A Story
A short story about beauty and worth that I hope changes the way you view yourself in this world.
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Hidden Streams
Oh God who holds the stars and tells them where to shine,Can you be small enough to hear me whispering tonight?You made the mountains high, and filled the oceans deep.Can you be small enough to feel the pain inside of me? [“Small Enough” – Jonny Diaz] I was laying on the floor in front of the space heater, succumbing to defeat. Pressure, failure, and pain had accumulated to an unmanageable point, and this was my “I give up” stance. I rolled to one side, and the tears that had been streaming out and down the sides of my eyes took on a strange path down the side of my nose,…
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The Diagnosis, Part Two
“It’s Not Okay.” When I did hear back about the results, they called me to come in on Friday to an office I’d never been to before. Alex and my mom went with me. That day, all my delusions of “it’s probably nothing” were squashed. It was, as far as they knew at this point, Stage IIA breast cancer. The doctor was sympathetic and kind, while also straightforward and reassuring that this is very treatable. She would explain some things and then pause softly with, “Okay?” I would reply, “Okay.” Then she would say, “It’s not okay,” sympathetically echoing what we were all feeling inside, then she…
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The Diagnosis, Part One
“It’s probably nothing.” My favorite phrase when it comes to health concerns. I have never liked going to the doctor. Don’t take it the wrong way; I love and appreciate doctors, but I don’t like the going. My high school gym teacher had stressed to us that we should develop the habit of checking for cysts regularly while in the shower, so one day about ten years later, in December of 2016, I noticed one. I brought it up to my mom over the phone and we both concluded that, since several close family members of ours have frequently had benign cysts, that’s probably what it was. My mom…
