A Post About Cats to Men Who Don’t Like Them

In April 2017, I began working for Marshalls despite graduating summa cum laude as an English and communication double major and having a letter of recommendation that described me as one of five or six of the most naturally talented writers my university's creative writing program director had met in 20 years of teaching. People who … Continue reading A Post About Cats to Men Who Don’t Like Them

How I Sinned Against God (and Became His Home Improvement Project)

I've always tried to live up to the name Miranda, which my mom bestowed because her book of baby names defined it as "deserving of admiration," but I have some flaws. First of all, writers' grammar and punctuation mistakes nearly give me an aneurysm. Second, I spent over 20 years bouncing from one relationship to … Continue reading How I Sinned Against God (and Became His Home Improvement Project)

God Sometimes Sends Us to Scary Places

While writing my July 9 post about things that have happened because God ordered my steps, I mentioned that God sometimes sends us to scary places. For me, that was my father's doorstep last July. If you read chapters 1, 5, and 6 of this memoir, you know he had some anger management issues. For … Continue reading God Sometimes Sends Us to Scary Places

Judgmental Christians (My Story – How God Led Me to Become a Christian)

Despite graduating summa cum laude as an English and communication double major in 2009, I worked a $10/hour retail job for the last four months. To make the best of a bad situation, I used my creativity and organizational skills to improve the store's appearance because, pre-me, Google reviews described it as sad, decrepit, and … Continue reading Judgmental Christians (My Story – How God Led Me to Become a Christian)

God Causes All Things to Work Together for the Good of Those He Called (Part 1)

This week, I'm supposed to tell you that God causes all things to work together for the good of those he called. That doesn't mean it feels good. For example, one year ago today I became homeless after taking a bus partway to a tire store, walking the rest of the way, renting a U-Haul … Continue reading God Causes All Things to Work Together for the Good of Those He Called (Part 1)

The Third Reason God Allowed Me to Become Homeless: My Foundation Had a Crack in It

If you read my last post, you know my cats were the only thing that kept me from walking into the ocean and never coming back when my first and only freelance client called during my trip to Kauai to tell me he didn't need me anymore because his partner was dissolving their partnership. Eight … Continue reading The Third Reason God Allowed Me to Become Homeless: My Foundation Had a Crack in It

Confession Is Good for the Soul — and the Sweet Tooth (or How God Cured My Sugar Cravings)

Nothing in my life is ever easy. For example, I applied for a dream job yesterday and realized many links to writing samples were broken because one magazine changed its name, and the magazine that published articles I wrote for Napa River Inn in 2017 produced a 2018 version and removed the old one from … Continue reading Confession Is Good for the Soul — and the Sweet Tooth (or How God Cured My Sugar Cravings)

Adventures in Homelessness: Part 2 (or God Wants Me to Come to the End of Myself)

When my mom first fled to a domestic violence shelter with my 20-year-old diabetic, epileptic, and mentally disabled brother July 24, 1999, I feared that they would eventually become homeless. She only earned $19,000 per year as an aide on a bus for handicapped students, my brother's prescriptions cost over $1,200 per month, and they … Continue reading Adventures in Homelessness: Part 2 (or God Wants Me to Come to the End of Myself)

French Fries with My Father (or The Day I Played Prodigal Daughter)

The day I moved out of my abusive father's house in 1996, he predicted I'd "come crawling back someday." Being a prideful, independent woman, I swore to myself that would never happen. Over the years, I became even more prideful and independent as one guy after another screwed me. First, the mama's boy I'd moved … Continue reading French Fries with My Father (or The Day I Played Prodigal Daughter)

Blindsided at the Bakery (or Eviction Drama)

Friday the 13th, I posted a memoir chapter about my parents and boyfriends blindsiding me so many times that I was diagnosed with PTSD in my mid-20s. An hour and 45 minutes after I hit the "publish" button, I checked my work schedule for the upcoming week. I had requested Sunday, July 15, and Monday, … Continue reading Blindsided at the Bakery (or Eviction Drama)

The Devil Knows What You Need (or Adventures in Homelessness)

Monday morning, I checked out of my hotel, loaded everything, including my cats, back into the U-Haul van, and headed to Lakewood in search of a move-in-ready apartment. What I found was: a historic building with elevators that smelled like old, used cat litter; studio apartments that looked even worse than the elevator smelled but … Continue reading The Devil Knows What You Need (or Adventures in Homelessness)

Without Faith, It Is Impossible to Please God, but What Do You Do When He Gives You More Tests Instead of the Promise He Made You?

The Bible says, "Without faith, it is impossible to please God," but God will test your faith, and he doesn't play fair. For example: I became homeless with two cats Monday night; my freelance writing dried up, so I've only been making $8.80 per hour at a part-time retail gig; I'm almost out of money … Continue reading Without Faith, It Is Impossible to Please God, but What Do You Do When He Gives You More Tests Instead of the Promise He Made You?

The Fullness of Time (A Testimony on the 11th Anniversary of My Mom’s Death)

Eleven years ago today, I drove to the hospital to visit my mom. For years, she had said, "When he goes, I go," meaning she would kill herself when my brother died. July 6, 2007, a Lakewood Hospital doctor called my cubicle at a law firm to tell me she'd already started -- by drinking … Continue reading The Fullness of Time (A Testimony on the 11th Anniversary of My Mom’s Death)

Help Prevent Canada Geese from Being Killed

While walking to work last Saturday, I spotted a body in the middle of the road. "No!" I thought. I can't tell you how many times I have escorted a single-file family of Canada geese across the street the past few weeks. Sure enough, as I got closer, I saw feathers. I took pictures, intent … Continue reading Help Prevent Canada Geese from Being Killed