the next chapter from my memoir: 33 changed everything.
my husband closed the door behind him and i was standing in our, in my, home… alone. it was the beginning of august in 2007, and it was as if the slate had… Read More
my husband closed the door behind him and i was standing in our, in my, home… alone. it was the beginning of august in 2007, and it was as if the slate had… Read More
it’s been a long time. too long. i have neglected my “from death to peace” story for many reasons. lack of time, lack of inspiration, the holidays, etc. well, perhaps it’s actually lack… Read More
our boat docked at the harbor, we disembarked, and were greeted by new, smiling, swedish faces and a cold, chilly swedish summer rain. everything happened more quickly than i could process it. we… Read More
summer 2007 denmark: the plane touched down. five excited, never-been-to-europe-before university students, a fellow minister, and i found our way through customs, got our passports stamped, saw a smiling & familiar (to me)… Read More
before i can tell you of how i fell in love with my wife, how i came to be in love with a woman, and how i ended up in inger’s home in… Read More
every fall i think of her. inger. and her apples. and the mornings i shared with her in the fall of 2008. every morning lina & i woke up when the alarm rang… Read More
here is the next part of my memoir, “from death to peace”… Luggage in my hands, butterflies in my stomach, and my heart racing, I slowly walked up the stairs onto our tiny… Read More
one of my blog friends, german-american abroad, asked me to write a little bit about my decision to move to sweden and my first reactions to living here. she knows that i am… Read More
about a week ago, i had a request from a fellow blogger, the mezz, to begin a series on my journey to peace. as i said before, i was humbled & overwhelmed. and… Read More