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
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
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
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
everybody keeps saying those words to my love & me. focus on today. try to just be here. now. the problem is, i keep thinking about the past (fretting & dreaming) & wondering… Read More
there is this little town on the east side of the great smoky mountains/pisgah national forest. it’s a mill town. a paper mill, that is. i never knew much about it, or actually… Read More