Hope and Storytelling

When I exited the house that night, I slipped into my car, and unfolded the check I had been handed for a night of babysitting. And then I leaned my head against the steering wheel, and I wept. Making it in college is rarely easy. I had moved across the country, to a state whereContinueContinue reading “Hope and Storytelling”

Attack of the Bear

In honor of my inaugural post featuring a story from my childhood, it is a particularly long one – more of a story than an anecdote, but also one of our favorite memories to retell. I hope you enjoy this glimpse into my previous life! No one was to go out alone at night. AdultContinueContinue reading “Attack of the Bear”