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Long Ride Home
Currently returning from a trip to New York City visiting my friend Emily. The night before I left, I was tired and not terribly enthused about departing from home, but I had purchased bus tickets when my spirits and energy levels were high, so I was going regardless of my current feelings on the matter. Continue reading
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On Coming Home
Same same, but different Yesterday your fingers recalled How it felt to play Christmas songs On the piano with a rattling F key– The piano which is rightfully yours, Except for as much as you miss it You still have no space in your house. The day before, your feet stayed warm Inside boots two Continue reading
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Homecoming
Tell us about what home meant to you this year. Home is a moving target. It used to be simple, calling someplace home, because that always meant the small, unassuming house in Michigan, with the extra-large kitchen and a multitude of siblings. But home is other places too. Home is Grand Rapids, sharing a room with Continue reading
About Me
I’m Stephanie – a perpetual student and aspiring hobbit. I love language, literature, and theology. I’m happiest when surrounded with good food, good company, and things that grow.
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