Holding My Ground

I look like the kind of girl who can stick up for herself. I guess I am the kind of girl who can stick up for herself. But, more often than I’d like to admit, I cave instead of stand. I bend like a blade of grass on a windy day. Unless you’re related to […]

When I Would Rather Stand. Or Sit.

One thing I love about my church in Djibouti is that if the pastor tells us to sit but the choir is still singing and people in the congregation feel like standing, they stand. If the pastor says to stand and someone in the congregation feels like sitting, they sit. One person might pray out […]

Telling My Story

“You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should’ve behaved better.” ~Anne Lamott I’m going to write my memoir. No really, I am. Maybe I’ll start next week. This is what I keep saying, but I just can’t write it. I’m frozen. Swirling […]

Flying, For Real

“I want to see every inch of our planet, but even more than that, I want to share life with as many travelers from as many places as I can. And I want to see them all soar.“ Let’s talking about soaring, for real. Let’s talk about airplanes. I love flying. (I know Americans throw […]

HOME in Amsterdam

“These days I put on my orange HOME jacket proudly. I walk knowing I am bringing a small taste of something good.” It was a rainy day in July when I stepped off the train at small station in a suburb of Amsterdam. I lugged everything I owned down two flights of stairs and stepped out […]