Werner Buettner, center, is a member of the Kiwanis Club of Ratzeburg. The amount of work this man is doing for the refugees in his small town in Schleswig-Holstein, Germany, is admirable and likely will never be forgotten by those he’s helped. Here, he’s seated next to Syrian refugee Tarek, as they both try to […]Read more "the man at the window"
it’s been more than a month since I returned from a weeklong trip to Cuba, and it’s taken me this long to get my thoughts together about the entire ordeal. in fact, my thoughts are still scattered more than a bit. but it’s killing me not to talk about it. for the first few days […]Read more "a country of extremes"
I always thought it was neat that both of my sets of grandparents lived at the end of a dead-end road. I’m not sure it means anything really. it’s just a fun fact about my family. we come from dead-end roads. not the same dead-end road, because that would just be weird. the roads are […]Read more "dead ends"
as I sit here, my boys are socializing with their new (and first) dog. Cali’s a rescue, and being part Australian Cattle Dog and part Australian Shepherd means she’s a full-on Aussie. and they’re full-on hooked. she’s figuring them out as they throw sticks and bounce balls and talk in high voices to get her attention. she drops […]Read more "tail of the dog"
I freaked out the day my parents tried to leave me for the first time at college. it was a warm, late summer day when they drove me about 67 miles from New Galilee, Pennsylvania, to Kent, Ohio, where I was enrolled to study journalism at Kent State University. I’ve written about it before, but I’ll […]Read more "may 4"
the guys (minus biggest brother who was hiding from the sun) have a chat on Cocoa Beach, Florida. it’s been a while since I told the boys we need to spend our money on adventures and experiences instead of things. we did well with this, mostly. we went places. saw things. admired art and ran through […]Read more "experience life"
dear Leonardo: I miss you. I miss everything about you. I miss the color of your belly and how empty you were inside. I miss the sound you made as you drifted back and forth. I miss the way you made me feel. I wanted to explore with you and find every hidden gem you had […]Read more "colorful you"
this is what it looks like to stop for a quickie in Nashville, a city filled with surprises and gritty nooks and crannies. make it there on a blue-sky day and it’s that much better. the smell of bbq fills the streets and you’d swear that if you look up, you’d see musical notes bouncing […]Read more "reflections"
Geneva, Switzerland my mom still teases me that I was the little girl who was nervous and scared of everything. she likes to remind me (and tell others) that I was the little girl who wouldn’t even hang from her knees, upside-down on the playset in our backyard. and yes, I was nervous about some […]Read more "adventure time"