Two months ago, I could not wait to get "home." I was ready for the comfort of my house and views from my windows. As the plane landed in Nashville, I nearly bowed down and kissed the ground, so glad to be back in those old familiar places. It had been lovely in Portugal, but... Continue Reading →
Douglas and I are in Savannah celebrating our wedding anniversary. It is a beautiful city, one that reminds me so much of European cities in the styles of the houses, and in the layout of streets. People also walk a lot here, and there is a public transportation system geared toward making it where visitors... Continue Reading →
One of the aspects of life in Portugal that I had to adjust to quickly and which I will try to retain in America is the slower pace of eating. Yes, there are McDonald's restaurants in Portugal, but they follow the culture, allowing patrons to sit and socialize, not expecting them to gobble down their... Continue Reading →
'What I love about being here in Portugal is the preservation of the past, which allows us to connect the past to today, and it will allow future generations to experience the beauty and engineering expertise of generations that lived long before them. In Faro, I was astonished to see the juxtaposition of modern and... Continue Reading →
It is less than a week before Douglas and I will  begin our great adventure. Like the swallows, we will be long-distance migrants, flying a great distances have our soul needs met. For me, traveling seems to be in my blood. I need to experience life in different places, to feel truly connected to the... Continue Reading →
I know that the title seems a little weird, but I am using a different definition of wrinkle. A wrinkle is also a useful piece of information or advice. Today is my husband's last day to work. He retires today, and I am so excited that now we will be able to spend so much... Continue Reading →
In 1998, I was sitting alone at a table in a nice restaurant in Madrid, Spain, preparing to eat lunch, when a Spanish man invited me to join him and his wife for lunch. I was hesitant, because I was alone in Madrid, and I did not know how to relate to other people, always... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 