number forty one

It feels good to write. I think it's quite like exercise? I forget how much I love it until I'm actually doing it again. So here I am. Where to start? How about this... When I was twenty, I headed on a road trip with my Dad, younger sister and her then boyfriend. It was... Continue Reading →

number eighteen

A big focus in the church I attend has been towards honoring the Sabbath day. Better yet, making it a delight!¬†As a kid, Sundays looked more like¬†watching The Sound of Music with my sister, while my parents slept. While we did enjoy it, our selection was not out of interest for the movie as much... Continue Reading →

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