I used to say this roughly three times a day. I was trapped between passions, people and places. Caught up in who I used to be and who I was turning into and who I hoped to become. People often point out my tenacity, boldness and willingness to chase my dreams. They admire a resilience … More “I Just Need to Figure Out my Life.”
My lifestyle changed radically in the past year. At Baylor University, I was a human “do-er,” not a human being. Struggling with intense perfectionism, I had to be perfect in order to be respected and liked. I tried to impress my peers and professors and professionals. I couldn’t fathom letting anyone down. My repetitive insomnia … More Daily Dose of Life: On Freedom, Fulfillment & Function
Andiamo is an important word for me. While studying abroad in Italy two summers ago, I truly learned how to rest in God’s presence. Thousands of miles from home, with only a handful of friends and my measly Italian, I often sat with God and explored my new city alone. One of our tour guides, … More Andiamo, Let’s Go!
When I was in second grade, my parents and I went to England. We visited Nana and Big Daddy, who were living in Middlesborough at the time, as Dr. Charles Van (my Big Daddy) served as an interim pastor for a church there. It was my first experience traveling abroad and instilled this insatiable wanderlust … More Mind the Gap
I’ve always been a writer. I’m not sure why or what for, but I truly do feel called to create. God’s instilled this utter need and craving in me to process externally through paper and pen — or keys and screen — to communicate well, effectively and with passion. It’s never been hard. It’s always … More Call Me Creative
I’m a low-key escape artist. I have a continual habit of hopping from place to place, town to town. I’m not quite sure what I’m in search of or why I do this, perhaps it’s an innate restlessness I feel when I’m settled down for more than a couple of years. In the past … More Prone to Wander
When I was little, my family called me Mae Mae. I was adopted into a Dallas suburb family with loving parents — who I like to call Dear Tim and Sweet Denise — and an older brother, Braden. Three years later, we were joined by my baby brother Nathan.”Mei mei” means little sister in Chinese. … More Call Me Mae, Be