When I was a little girl I wanted to get married young, be a missionary, and have so very many kids. Check. Check. Check. And honestly, I was proud of it. I did exactly what I set about to do. I was serving the Lord (I mean, I am sure God appreciated all I was …
As I grate cheese by hand, “You know the store sells cheese that is already grated, right?” As I chop piles of vegetables for fermenting, “Why don’t you own a food processor?” As I light dozens of candles in the evening, “Why don’t you just turn on the lights?” As I mix herbs and store …
reconciling things 