A reason for silences

I don’t sing in church. I lip sync. Growing up in the church, I watched my father as he sang in the choir and my mother as she sang from the pews.  Her voice a whisper.  His a booming sound.  I didn’t think I had a… Read full post »

The Genesis: Premarital counseling

“How does being an interracial couple impact your relationship?” the counselor asked in our premarital counseling session.  We were meeting with a priest, and neither of us Catholic. 

 We look at each other confused.  &ldq… Read full post »

No More Breath

When I was young, I used to hold my breath every time we passed a cemetery.  I kept the habit until I was 11 years old and first visited Arlington National Cemetery.  As we approached I thought that I wouldn’t be able to hold my… Read full post »