Uganda countryside so I continue to ask myself how I came to be the person I am today. part of my journey from there to here has taken me to other continents, other countries, seemingly other worlds. I know this has helped shape my feelings, my opinions, my entire world. traveling opens the window to […]Read more "change of view"
so, about those lies I told … here’s a little more of the story. when I went to journalism school at Kent State University, there was some mention here and there that it would “change me,” that the “liberal media” would consume my brain and make me into “one of them.” I didn’t even know […]Read more "the difference"
this post is a long time in the making. and I’m fairly certain I’m not ready to write it. and I also know that it will take on several directions, and several posts, before I feel I’ve told the story. and even then, I won’t have told it well. if it goes on and on, […]Read more "mirror"
it was appropriate that she met a lighting guy in what was her darkest hour. it’s not like she meant to stumble upon him. not there. not like that. she didn’t have much of a goal going into the trip, other than to maybe ride on the back of a motorcycle with a dirty hot […]Read more "turns out it didn’t matter"
the world awaits. travel. get outside. go on an adventure. see the world. open your eyes and your heart to new things. you think you know stuff? travel will do two things: make you realize how much you didn’t know while at the same time teaching you so much about the world we live in. […]Read more "get out of town"
I should write you a letter fit for a fancy box. I should use my best cursive and go into great detail about how wonderful life has been. how great the kids are. they are growing like weeds, yes. I’ll tell you how great the sisters are and how happy everyone has been. I should […]Read more "XOXO"
take my hand and follow me past the shadows. let’s look closer. come. come. touch it. take a deep breath. yes. yes. this is what we want. this is exactly what we want. with all the quirks and dark spots and broken bits. remember the broken bits? we’ve talked about this. we all have them. we […]Read more "the wanting"
they march on. up and down. banging drums along the rails. the pitter-patter of little feet somewhere along the dirty path became dinosaur stomps. a shrill scream. a loud thud. a broken piece of plastic sticks up from the carpet. there’s a ring, still wet on the dining room table. the clock ticks toward the moment […]Read more "around here"
we arrived in Kampala in July 2014 right around the time ebola was beginning to make headlines. it was on our minds, obviously, as the news carried nothing but images of bodies in bags in the streets. or worse, just piled near the side of the road. but it wasn’t the people in Uganda I was worried […]Read more "uganda"
Kasey in her scarf = gemütlich. gemütlichkeit. it’s a word. a german one, in fact. and I seem to have stumbled deep into it. it’s a good thing. really. pure gemütlichkeit. it’s a state of coziness. happiness. I’m content. here, I’ll stay warm with an awesome pair of thick slippers and a cup of tea from […]Read more "gemütlichkeit"