Jewish, Muslim, and Christian women basked in 48 hours of meaningful sensations - a phenomenon I pray was captured by the cameras for the world to see.
That was my life now. Blank. I was diving into the scary unknown and for the first time in my life I was not going to have a say on my future. So I deflated my ego down to 6 words.
Revelations through summer camp, mu shu vegetables, and cheap sunglasses.
I’m all for the idea that sometimes the best way to fight darkness is to bring a little light into the world. But I think I also used that philosophy to avoid being involved with current events. Until a man proved to me that if I tuned in, I could save lives.
Elizabeth reflects on the pervasive and surreal post-election mood, in an ode to pain and patience.
We have to use the tools at hand to do the most good. Soldiers fight. First responders save lives. Donors fund. The rest of us can emanate peace, which is no small thing.
There's a wariness here in the central bus station after all we're living through - such dark times.