The first official post of my new website is dedicated to the apple of my heart, Nick. Felicidades! It’s been five wonderful years, babe. And the road has had more hills and unmarked roads than we could have imagined. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I wouldn’t want to walk these roads with anyone […]
Author: Lisa
The Illusion of Permission
I never earned a degree in photography, but I call myself a photographer. No one ever taught me how to write creatively, but I call myself a writer in creative non-fiction. There’s an illusion of permission, particularly in the arts, that you really should have the right kind of credential or background before you call […]
Dusting Off an Old Clip and Some Photos…
A Note from Isaiah
The 12 Startling Similarities Between God and the Right Editor
I’ve been a writer all my life. I cannot remember a time when my right hand did not grasp a pen and moved left to right on a page, documenting the significant and insignificant morsels of living. A few years ago, I was struck by lightning and had the tremendous opportunity to work with make/shift […]
Nick’s Reflection
Though I am a main subject of this blog, I have never written a post. However, on the occasion of my Grandpa’s death, I wanted to write something in his honor.I love you Grandpa Borchers. Nick Reflections on the death of my Grandpa At times of death we are always advised to trust God.What does […]
Seeing Myself in My Son
I was cleaning the office and found one of my baby pictures. It was eerie. I compared my picture with Isaiah. Oh my…
It’s Not Just My Imagination
There are days where I wonder if there are some unexplained things about the relationship between mother and child. I mean, think about it, a growing human being forms his bones, blood, and organs INSIDE a woman’s body. Everything the mother is, quite literally, is given to her child. It’s quite extraordinary. There are days […]
In Memory
There was no way to describe how nervous I was when I first met Nick’s Grandpa Borchers back in 2004. I’ve never met anyone’s grandparents before and the idea of meeting them was so nerve-wracking, I even called my mom beforehand to talk out my jitters. She didn’t help much. “Oh, this is a very […]
Tears Behind the Wheel
Have you ever cried while driving? That’s probably not the safest thing to do. I mean, it’s not as dangerous as drinking and driving or texting while driving, but CRYING has its own level of wrong, too. I realized this as I was wiping away tears this morning after I took Isaiah to the doctor. […]