This summer has been full of twists, turns, and lots of waiting. Waiting for the next step. For a better vision of the road ahead. For some sort of plan for the future. And let me tell you, I hate waiting. But after a summer of waiting, of maybes, of "well we think...", we finally… Continue reading Where are we going from here?
Zach and I have been in England for over a week now. Long enough to get over jet lag. Long enough to explore the area, get lost a few times, learn our way home, make friends, try fish and chips, go to church. And long enough to buy bicycles. In Cambridge, cycling is one of… Continue reading Just Keep Pedaling
A few weeks ago, Zach and I attended a John Mayer concert. Since Zach has been a John Mayer fan a lot longer than I have, he made a playlist of all of John Mayer's albums and put it on Spotify, since I am the type of person who feels the need to "study up"… Continue reading A Face to Call Home
I was apparently no good at geography as a child. I distinctly remember watching A Little Princess (not the Shirley Temple version, mind you, the other one) and crying big, fat, elementary-school-girl tears at the plight of poor Sarah Crewe as she was forced to work in the streets outside her orphanage. I cried for Sarah,… Continue reading Childhood Dreams, Adult Responsibilities