Roots of the Heart

When we appear on this earth, we already have roots in the ground that connect us to those around us. We have roots in family, in our birthplace, and how we choose to live our lives. For those who have just joined my life story, you may have noticed much talk of a man named…

How Your Daily Pattern Effects Your Relationships

I heard the door swing open as the cold air swept in flurries of snow. I swiveled my chair around and peeked around the corner of the hallway to see Fern with bags of groceries and a tired grin on his face. I pitter pattered towards him, and waited until he placed the bags on…

What You Don’t Know About International Love

I scrolled through the immigration website for New Zealand, suddenly realizing the only thing that would separate Fern and I, was money and a piece of paper. The process to have your partner with you across borders is a grueling journey of paperwork, doctor’s notes, police records, and an application longer than a college graduate…

When the Unexpected Happens

Life has those sudden shakes of reality that pulls you straight out of your bubble. To remind you how fragile life is, how much people mean to you, and what the spirit of living really should be about. One such moment was brought upon by the tears that seeped through revealing my frustration and my…

Moving Thoughts

I looked up at the lights hung on the ceiling with wonder and excitement. Laughter passed back and forth between Fern and I as we paused to appreciate this new season of life. It seems strange to be in a new place, where I am not just a few miles from everything I know. Yet,…

The Return Journey of Fern and Petal’s Roadtrip Adventure

There is always a gentle silence when returning home from a long journey. A time of reflection of all the things that shaped you in your travels, and all the seeds that have begun to grow in the deepest parts of your soul. Fern and I were on the road for six weeks, experiencing the…

Fern and Petal’s Roadtrip Adventure

Our story begins in a season of life that moved slow, but with purpose. I was in the stresses of post-grad life and deteriorating health problems. Fern, otherwise known as Tom, was also in the post-grad life, but was preparing for an extended trip to the states. For a couple of months we wrote letters…