I stood under a small, concrete gazebo in east Africa and watched the rain pour down all around me. I took a deep breath and looked out at le pays des mille collines (the land of a thousand hills) – Rwanda. It had been 8 years but I’d made it back to one of the…
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The Piece of Me I Let Go
Picture of me in Rwanda on a safari, 2022 I stopped blogging because I couldn’t write about it all anymore. There was too much. I was too overwhelmed. Bella was too old. Everything felt too broken. My blog started as something about me, as a mama floundering through sleepless nights, rough pregnancies, and then unimaginable…
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Hopes and Dreams
I went to India 11 years ago this summer. When I left, I was newly married and all of just-turned-20. The trip was to work at an orphanage and live with a family there for a month, while teaching the children about Jesus. I ended up stunned by what I experienced – the poverty and…