Amianne Bailey

“But grief was like a silver locket with two faces in it. I didn’t know what the faces looked like, but it was heavy around my neck, and I never took it off.”
― Catherine Newman, Sandwich

“most of what I was taught as gospel standards turned out to be optional values abandoned for power, greed, or lies. The church that raised me bears almost no resemblance to the one dehumanizing refugees, defending white supremacy, and aligning with a morally bankrupt autocrat. To put it succinctly: Organized religion, once my happy place, truly confuses me. I am adrift inside it for the first time in my life.”
― Jen Hatmaker, Awake: A Memoir

“All the Women” i hope when you come home to yourself there are flowers lining the front porch that were left from all the women you were before ~MAIA, When the Waves Come”
― Jen Hatmaker, Awake: A Memoir

“an accomplished master gardener, told me: You can’t tug on spring shoots of new plants. You have to wait. They are setting deep roots. You can’t grow a crop by pulling on leaves and stalks. You just create the right conditions… and you wait.”
― Jen Hatmaker, Awake: A Memoir