His faith was shifting, and so was mine—but for better or worse, my family loyalty was a higher priority to me than finding a church that matched my evolving spiritual perspective, and also, I wasn’t the one who worked there. I traveled a lot and had all the creative freedom and autonomy in the world—meanwhile, Aaron was working at my family’s church, feeling distinctly less creative freedom and autonomy. It’s all so clear now in ways it should have been then—one of the things I regret most acutely is my habit of seeing only what I wanted to see.
