on story, wonder, and finding a place that is mine
This letter marks a quiet beginning.
A soft stake in the ground.
Here, I will no longer write only about the burden and beauty of being the first daughter.
I will also share my spiritual journey—with guidance, with grace,
and with full acceptance of the mantle I have been given.
Most of all, I will begin to write from the place I am learning to choose for myself.
A place that is wholly mine.


Nothing goes better with writing a letter to one of your favourite writers than a cup of tea
“Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he,
I am he who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you;
I will sustain you and I will rescue you.”
— Isaiah 46:4