In September 2016, you were so passionate about loving America. You knew, deep down, Ol’ Glory looked like home, you had a future written in American sands. You didn’t know where—besides not Mississippi—but you knew you’d come back home after a year in China with some wisdom and guile and maybe just a little better … More A Letter to Myself, 17 Months After Leaving America
We’ve been on a roller-coaster of emotion, haven’t we? This has been hard, no doubt about it. I’ve seen you go from devastated to angry to accepting and all the way back round. I don’t think you know how to cope with this.
Dear Bristol Palin, Our lives couldn’t look more different. You grew up in Alaska, I grew up in Mississippi. We both grew up as Christians; you became a vocal advocate for Christianity and the pro-life movement while I am a liberal, agnostic student who is outspokenly pro-choice. You’ve cultivated a career out of encouraging abstinence … More A Letter to Bristol Palin
Dear Mom, Yesterday, you asked me point-blank if I still believed in Jesus. Yesterday, you found out I’m no longer a Christian. Yesterday, the daughter you love, the daughter who would spend forever by your side, died. Yesterday, you had to face the fact that your daughter no longer lives in the faith she grew … More A Letter to My Mother, Who Just Learned About My Lack of Faith
Please don’t think that my coming to terms with my unbelief was an easy process. There were tears, trips to churches, talks with church leaders. I fought to keep my faith. I read the Bible and I would cry out in prayer for my doubt to go away, so I could remain in the cradle … More An Open Letter About my Unbelief