…The Rest Is His Story

Eleanor Grace

Stories, reflections, faith, and grit from Eleanor Grace—raw, real, and still growing.

  • Where Beauty Meets Uncertainty

    How do you deal with uncertainty? In Portugal, I found a car that had forgotten how to leave. It stood behind an old metal gate, faded and quiet, while the rest of the world went on without it. Something about… Continue reading

  • Hey Me, Are You There?

    If you had a time machine and could send just one message to your past self, what would it say? I can’t tell you everything. It could disrupt the timeline. You spend childhood learning the basics. Fruits. Vegetables. Colors. Shapes.… Continue reading

  • Apparently, I’m Unsupervised

    What’s a moment when you realized you were officially an adult? I thought becoming an adult would be obvious. Perhaps there would be paperwork. A ceremony. Someone would hand me a sensible coat, pat me on the back, and send… Continue reading

  • A Matter of Taste

    What’s the best local dish you’ve ever eaten while traveling? “One does not travel to discuss the cuisine,” declared Margherita Gonzaga, Duchess of Ferrara. Judging by her expression, she had eaten at the grandest tables in Europe and found every… Continue reading

  • Meet the Peckers

    Share a photo of your pet and tell us one thing that makes them uniquely them. Apparently, I am first expected to choose one. Absolutely not. Look at them. That’s a posse that just found out somebody’s been asking questions.… Continue reading

  • What They Actually Hid From Us in School

    What’s a thing you wish schools actually taught? How to whistle. Not the pleasant little whistle one makes while strolling down the sidewalk without a care in the world. I mean the whistle. The one requiring four fingers shoved into… Continue reading

  • Indiana Jones and the Evidence of Ordinary Things

    Who is the fictional character you relate to the most? I absolutely share Indy’s obsession with rescuing history. Indiana Jones, that is. Though I’m not a college professor by day, I enjoy decoding clues to vanished eras. I am a… Continue reading

  • I Used to Collect Permission Slips

    What’s something you used to worry about but don’t anymore? My dear girl, I have found your permission slips. You left them everywhere. For decades, you kept them—little quotations, photographs of memes, verses of Scripture, scraps of encouragement saved at… Continue reading

  • You Pick the Horizon and Find the Train

    What are your top 10 travel destinations? I write to you buried beneath a mountainous avalanche of leather satchels, hatboxes, and brass-bound trunks… my corset simply too tight to catch my breath beneath the worldly possessions of people who apparently… Continue reading

  • A Shield, An Anchor, and An Engine

    What is your favorite quote? When I was a kid on the playground, life was simple but loud. If someone threw an insult my way, I didn’t overthink it; I just raised my shield. My go-to defense was, “I know… Continue reading