I took my kids to a coffee shop in a nearby town I used to work in. It’s in an old house and full of local art and has a huge wrap around porch. I remember coming here with a woman who chain smoked and we would sit outside and have our sessions there, sipping […]
Read MoreA conversation with an old camp friend had me digging out my photo album tonight. Looking through it I saw that I had taken a few letters from friends (okay, boys) and left them in with the pictures. For some reason, it all of the sudden broke my heart. The same way that I realized […]
Read MoreI’ve been told that I am called to lay down my life. Too often, I think I think of that in terms of literally dying, when it’s more likely that I am to lay down the life that I want to have or think I should have or even have been convinced that I should […]
Read MoreWhen I was a child I found one of those “My Name Means” cards with my name on it. It said that Rebecca meant “devoted one“. I remember that I had to ask my mom what devoted meant. I thought it had something to do with voting. I tried to find that definition again associated […]
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