my happy place

Seeing his arm, waving like a windshield wiper out of his enormous truck, woke me from my buoyant reverie.  I was singing along to “Beautiful” by MercyMe with Marina by my side, and admiring the bright sun, fall colors and cornflower blue sky, when we slowed to make a left turn. There was unending traffic... Continue Reading →

a wing and a prayer

Being petrified of flying has it's advantages. Okay, yes, certainly "advantages" is an overstatement, but there is ONE reason that I'm thankful for my intense fear. When I'm up in the clouds and my heart is hammering in my chest, I can pray to God for hours on end, which is exactly what I did... Continue Reading →

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