Is the Love of Travel in the Genes?

My grandson leaves Tuesday for six days in Croatia, three days in London, one day in Ibiza (don't even know where that is!) and three days on the Amalfi Coast in Italy, I think. He sent me a text on Friday asking if he should go to the Amalfi Coast or Cannes. I told him... Continue Reading →

Foot in Mouth

I struggle with “foot in mouth” disease. I see some point in the spiritual life that we are missing. Then I try to express it so that others might grow. Usually, it is the equivalent of saying to a woman, “That is an ugly dress.” I mean, I try to say it right. It might... Continue Reading →

Physically and Socially Clumsy

Watching my second daughter, Chelsea, race, the one who inherited my ADD, was an eye opener. She was in first grade at the local Titchy Swat (school for kids up to third grade in Kenya.) One day they had a sports day. There were wheelbarrow races, three legged races, and other races also. It was... Continue Reading →

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