The Parking Spot

The Parking Spot

Note to reader: Originally published on 12.8.22 as an Advent meditation for St. Luke’s Parish, in which I reflected on a painting called Wisdom Woman, pictured here. The theme was “(re)connecting with self”. Waiting in my car, in my daughter’s dance studio parking...
The Time I Got Big Mac’d

The Time I Got Big Mac’d

Written By: Lindsay Hurty Sixth grade. I’m walking home from the bus stop…getting the mail…cars zooming by—we lived on a busy street. And I felt it. Out of nowhere. I was struck.  I looked over my right shoulder, and there, sliding down my navy Jansport backpack, was...
When You’re Girls Together

When You’re Girls Together

Written By: Lindsay Hurty Her name popped up on my phone on a Tuesday night at dinner time. As a mom of young kids, her call arrived at an inconvenient time. But this was the first time she’d ever called my cell, and the last time I saw her, a few months earlier, was...

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