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
Over the course of this summer, I will have been in 3 weddings. And in the entire 2017 calendar, I’m invited to attend roughly 10 to 15 matrimonies. It’s an exciting time for my friends and family — gathering together to celebrate love in its purest, perhaps most natural form. One of my oldest and … More Call Me a Bridesmaid
Lately, I’ve suffered. That was possibly a bit of an overstatement, but is certainly remotely accurate. I’ve had some mutually rough relationships with friends this summer, largely due to miscommunication and misperception — but certainly there were character flaws as well. This is what I’ve done: I’ve been selfish. It’s a trait that will never … More I’m Not Proud of What I’ve Done
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