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I am back among the land of the breathing.
This morning, I opened my eyes and realized two things: one, I had slept through the night without a single coughing fit, and two, I could smell the rain-washed air drifting through our bedroom window. No more
I had the BEST time on the east coast last week! My friend, Cora, and I attended three women’s conferences in eight days, I taught four classes, we ate at Cracker Barrel twice, ate cheese steak in Bellmawr and Philly, had pizza in New York, discovered
Cora didn't want to go to Israel at first. She didn't quite see what all the fuss was about. I told her, "Cora, Chris is going ... and if he goes without you, you're going to miss out on sharing something wonderful. He'll try, but he'll never be able to fully describe what it means to him." In the end, she relented, but I could tell her heart wasn't in it.
And then it was ...
Gage is a toddler on the run.
Spying the cat, he wriggles a “Let me go, Grandma” message, and I do. I set him down, knowing he’ll be back. He races in that precious, Lurch-like fashion of his toward Felix, who is stretched to capacity
I was in such a hurry when I prepublished all these posts about Europe last week (on my way out the door to Haiti) that I somehow forgot the fourth installment about Germany. Still too tired/emotional/pensive to
Here’s how we left Germany …
The only sound at 7:30 a.m. on that Saturday morning was the rumble of our Rick Steves’ suitcases as they covered the concrete distance between the Bible college and the Eiserfeld train station across