Jacob.
My Dad did it (Atlantic to Pacific!). My cousin’s doing it (Pacific Ocean to Lake Michigan). I can’t bike the whole trek (I did think about trying, though!), so I will do my part right here at home. #cabinsforkids is the fund raising, friend-raising, community-building initiative by New Hope Uganda’s Musana Camp. By biking the…
I don’t even remember his name. I haven’t asked my parents, but it seems doubtful they would remember either. It was so long ago, so many life changes have transpired between now and then. So much living. So much breathing. So much being. But I will always remember him. I will remember him for the…
She squirmed away from her mom. So quickly, it almost looked easy. Who needed a new jacket, anyway? The old one was perfectly fine. Miki, for one, didn’t mind that her tumble in the mud puddle had “ruined” the turquoise. Mom did. She’s the one who wanted Miki to change outfits. Miki wasn’t super excited…
As you found out a few weeks ago, my Grandma is 84 years old and a motorcycle rider. But what you didn’t know is that she can mimic a serious football playing lineman… She is an absolute model…. She has an amazing smile… And she kisses an invisible Santa Claus… But now you know (even…
“Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.” Henry James The jazz concert provided the soundtrack for our afternoon together while the mosquitos were the quintessential welcoming committee for a North Carolina summer photo session. Dressed to perfection within their navy-and-gray-and-pink color scheme (so much variety, and…