Made of Stars

Sorry that the last post was private. There are two reasons for that: 1) I needed to vent about a problem I’ve been holding inside for the last year or two, a problem that has become more intense since my move. I wanted to share without making my musings public, something I have tried to…

Finding Myself

For most of my life, I never thought to ask “Who am I?”  I felt pretty secure in my identity: a 10th generation North Carolinian, daughter of two fiercely strong-willed people, lover of nature and history. My father grew up in the same small town where I was born, and he and my mother will…