My mother is one of those rare creatures that has never cared to fit into the mold around her, and she’s impacted a lot of people because of it. There are many good things I could say about her, but one of the things I admire most is her love of learning. Coming from a decidedly unmusical culture, she taught herself to read music, and has passed on the love of music of to all her children. She loves books…
We moved to Erandique in 2005 knowing approximately one person in the whole town, and with just a little pile of belongings. With not much to do and no social life to speak of for the first while, it was inevitable that my family and I would quickly become either enemies, or inseparable. Fortunately, since my siblings are of the high-quality variety, it was the latter which happened. In Honduras, instead of Valentine’s Day, we have Dia de Amor y Amistad,…
I was rummaging through old pictures and thought I would share with you The Evolution Of My Family. Perhaps someday I’ll terrorize bless you with even earlier pictures than these. But for now, enjoy.
Wash dishes. I mean it, wash dishes all the time. Do your own laundry. Gladly eat the food they have on hand, but pass on that special treat they just got from the States that they feel obliged to share with you. And then go wash some more dishes. Don’t treat your visit as a vacation at a resort. The missionaries are not there only to feed you and entertain you. Pull your weight. Speaking of entertaining, be easy to…
The relationship between these two is something I’ve often thought about, and sometimes hated, even while grudgingly understanding that it must be so. But Kahlil Gibran explains the necessity of their intertwining so much better than I can. “Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not…
I love coffee. Goodness gracious, I love coffee. Life without the stuff is a bleak, howling wilderness, wrought with perils and tribulations and people biting other people’s heads off. However, with coffee, how the world changes. Awkward conversations are made a little less awkward when you have something hot to hold. Mornings are a little less dreadful when there’s a hot, aromatic drink awaiting. Studying is made a little easier when there is caffeine to assist. Long afternoons at…
Dear Friend I know you have a boyfriend. I know it’s new and exciting, and that there is nothing in the world you would rather do than spend every spare minute with him. I know that other friends fade away in comparison with the thrill of being in love for the first time. But here’s the thing of it. (You knew a “but” was coming, didn’t you?) Remember how you used to tell me before you were dating, “Please tell…