An Everyday Communion

I can hear the rain tapping on the roof of our loft. For the first time in the last few months, I’m calmed by the sound of rain. As someone who is typically stressed out by loud noises, this is a significant change. What is the significance? Of that I’m unsure, but it feels like a spiritual change.


If you know me, you may know that I spent the first 13 years of my education in Catholic schools. After all those years, I was a bit sick of the religious talk and not being able to opt out of practicing something that I wasn’t excited about. Did I believe in my religion then? Do I believe in it now? In a sense, I do. Continue reading “An Everyday Communion”

Waxing Poetic About a New Adventure

Ascending into clouds is euphoric; nothing is on my mind other than wonder and awe.

Watching the clouds go past, seeing peaks and valleys and rivers in a sea of softness. It looks so solid, like it could be a land itself, but to put too much trust in something so beautiful would be unwise. I’ll continue to watch from below, and from above when opportunities arise. In lucky glances, I catch pieces of the patchwork of the earth – sections of land, so small and well organized from up here. Those small pieces are places to explore, fill of opportunity to collect another piece of the puzzle that covers our world. I’m drawn to wonder: what stories does that land hold, of people who live there, people who have died there, people who have visited? Continue reading “Waxing Poetic About a New Adventure”

Conclusions & Unknowns

For the first time since I was old enough for people to ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I don’t know what the future holds. I don’t know what is around the corner of next year, or what’s to come in the following years. I really have no idea what life will look like for 30-year-old Emily. Continue reading “Conclusions & Unknowns”

What Comes First?

If you know me, you know that I’m an active person. I almost always have something on my schedule, and I’m just about always doing something. Most of the time, the people who see me only see me when I’m going to or coming from different events. Student life is a busy life, and working two jobs, three if you count photography, can certainly keep someone occupied.

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A Month in Italy

There’s so much to share from this trip that it’s overwhelming. Emotionally, it was a roller coaster – it began with chaotic flights, loneliness, and minimal food to walking everywhere with good company and eating so much that we could barely move afterward. The people I met were the most important component of this trip, and the main reason for every bit of joy and every memory. I’ll do my best to string all of our crazy little stories together in a narrative to give you a glimpse of the people I met in our time together in Italy.

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