Meet Emily


An Arab man told my younger sister and me that we were “expensive”–meaning, by traditional Middle Eastern standards, that he thought we were worth many camels. This appraisal became something of a joke in our American social circle and so, when I finally succumbed to the pressure to start a blog just for fun, as a platform for my essays, the title was a given…

Shalom. I’m a farmer’s daughter (who hates contemporary country music), a bookkeeper, a journalist, a content writer, and a lover of all things Biblical. I answer to many names, some of them wildly misleading (Em Gem, Shorty, Cinderella, Two Bits, Emmeline, Half Pint, Flint, Amelia Bedelia). My Irish brother-in-law calls me The Second Wife when he wants me to make him a cup of tea, and my niece called me Mama when she was a baby. You can guess why the IT guy calls me Grandma when I ask for technical support.

Jesus Christ, who I worship, was not the most attractive person, and he was no stranger to sorrow, so I’ll try to keep it real here.

Hope you leave richer.

XO— Emily