The Broken Shells

The beach is always a place of fun and healing for me. A place where my spirit feels somehow smaller and expanded at the same time. Where the daily grind of life seems to pause for a moment and possibility seems to enter in. Like most people, I like to keep an eye out forContinue reading “The Broken Shells”

Open Letter to my friend that is making a similar journey that I made 5 years ago…

Dear friend, I remember the day well. Our church friends came and helped us pack up most of our belongings into a truck that was too small but somehow expanded in a quasi-loaves-and-fish sort of way. It was hard. And the next day, we left. Our family went on a new adventure. Now it’s yourContinue reading “Open Letter to my friend that is making a similar journey that I made 5 years ago…”