i know.

August 26, 2014

There is a little Indian boy sitting across from me. He has curly hair, suspenders and a juice box. He watches me. Neither one of us has anything to hide. I make a face or two at him. He blinks but otherwise no response. I wonder what he sees. I look at him and think […]

p.s. friday blog

August 22, 2014

I love how God speaks. Sometimes it is the most basic way. I need that. I need him to hold my hand and turn me around to read something in writing, or hear something that often times I already know but don’t yet understand. Suddenly, the message becomes clear. “I was expecting more from them […]

something like that

August 22, 2014

The great thing about living at Starbuck’s is that you quickly lose that sense of self awareness that probably keeps you from embarrassing yourself. I am doing my best to hold myself accountable. Just a few minutes ago I scored the last bagel. When the guy behind me commented on my success I held back […]

true blue tuesday

August 13, 2014

Home is currently outside a coffee shop. The street noise is mostly blocked out by our ear buds. The posse of guys behind us are loud and full of life and speaking in a language from home. I like not understanding what they are saying. Happiness is universal that way. It doesn’t need words. To […]

popcorn & peru

August 9, 2014

I have a wise sister who gives good advice. One of her theories is to “take a bubble bath” which essentially means to take a time out and do something just for you. It works wonders when you’re stressed, crabby, or life is too heavy. Obviously, one cannot always take a bubble bath. Unfortunately, we […]