Miriam Racquel Feldman

I had a difficult time understanding his thick East African accent, but this much I understood. He was the second angel I had met on my journey.

Flying has never been my favorite mode of transportation. It may have something to do with being 30,000 feet in the air in a metal container. The consequences of a little screw being loose are just too scary for me to fathom. Add turbulence to the equatio...

To button or not to button? That was the question I asked myself as my fingers paused on the ivory button of my blouse. Button. I’ll try buttoning my blouse one inch closer to my neckline. There. Not so terrible. I can still breathe. In fact, it feels kin...

Healthy shame is quite wonderful because when used properly, its vulnerability and humility can lead to closeness.