June 2, 2017
We made it! Back to the lands I love. I’m having a grand time–except for one thing. I feel conflicted. It’s time I come clean. I’m having a hard time with one area of my life. There’s something that I wish I could keep to myself but I can’t. I need to be authentic. And […]
Read More →May 22, 2017
I’ve been thinking about the importance of place lately. Why, you may ask. Because I’m going home. Actually, I’m going home to two homes. Are there places you love? Places you consider home, even when you don’t live there and perhaps haven’t lived there for decades? I have many. I’ve lived in places that I’ll hold dear […]
Read More →March 6, 2017
My weekend with writing friends, wonderful as it was, quickly became overshadowed the very next weekend. This time, I flew to Orlando (a better place to visit in February than Chicago). This time, I was with friends from Romania. Eight American women, my former teammates who served in Romania right after Communism fell, reunited for four days. […]
Read More →October 23, 2015
It sounds like I’m living with a disease, doesn’t it? Kind of like living with myalgia (muscle pain) or neuralgia (nerve pain). And in a way, it is like that. Nostalgia involves living with heart pain, with an unfulfilled yearning to return to a former time and place in your life, even if it’s only in your […]
Read More →December 22, 2014
A quarter of a century ago, the tide of the Romanian Revolution turned, miraculously, and the people won their freedom. I’ll never forget the thrill of that Christmas season as I prepared to move to Eastern Europe. Hopelessness turned to hope. The impossible happened. Years of invisible faith lived out in the dark, for that […]
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