My husband is an entertaining sleeper. He has very real dreams that toy with his emotions, getting him to believe the impossible. For example, one night at 3am (this is usually the time it happens), he goes flying out of bed. He’s looking frantically out the windows in our bedroom, as if something is wrong. …
I was at the park a few years ago with my father. The benches were painted with creative designs and colors. He saw a painting that reminded him of an old song entitled “Strange Fruit.” He told me a little of the story behind the song and how this one simple song was such a …
I was at work yesterday and entered into a closet to get some random item, when all of a sudden I noticed stacks and stacks of old magazines from years gone by. Time Magazine, U.S. News and World Report from the 1950’s up to today. National Geographic from 1919 to today, and old newspapers. It …
It was the day we were leaving. The muggy air hung heavy and our skin glistened with the sweat we had almost grown accustomed to. We had just spent 2 weeks in Peru, living together, eating together, traveling together, walking rickety bridges together, drilling wells together, playing with children together, pulling teeth together…and just experiencing …
The day was already sticky and hot, and it wasn’t even 9am yet. We slathered on the sunscreen, mixing it on our already-sweaty arms and legs. Today was the day of the first well-dig, and we were ready to get it on. What followed in the coming days was a beautiful dance of digging, drilling, …
Awakenings 