When Your Heart Is In Two Different Places

It is the eve before I set off again. Destination: Nashville. My heart swells at the sweet thought of familiar arms wrapping around me and of brick walls that have now become home. I am also deeply sad. My eyes burn as I think of the faces and hearts I love in my hometown, the [...]

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I Paint My Nails Now

I always hid my hands growing up. In my pockets, under my legs, folded together in front of me. Behind closed doors, I'd stare at them, my heart heavy with disappointment. They were small, short, stubby fingers, wide palms, extra cushioning. I never wore jewelry, never put my hands in plain view, and never painted [...]

I Was Hiding, Now I’m Gliding

Sparkly tutus, matching tiaras, and princess wands. The camera is focused on me and my little sister as we sing and dance, our tiny faces lit with such delight as we perform. I am freely singing with my whole heart a song, no shame as my mother sits behind the scenes, encouraging us. Fast forward [...]