The runway is dark and the air is heavy with humidity. In the last twenty-four hours I’ve transited through five airports, three countries, and spent seventeen hours in the air with my…
Faith
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“I think I’m going to give alcoholism a try,” I say only half-kidding. “I think I’ll just drink myself into a stupor for the next two weeks until I board the plane…
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My Dearest Rebekah, Here is the letter I’ve been promising to write you, all about Love. It’s a love story and we’re part of it, but it’s not really our story. It’s…
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Once in awhile I’ll get an email from a woman on the brink of something she’s not exactly sure of yet. She’s at a crossroads of sorts. “Should I take the leap…
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I’m finding it difficult to write anything right now. I haven’t been on Twitter, or Facebook, or anything resembling social media. I’ve been listening to the same Rhianna song on repeat for…
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I’m starting to feel very insecure. My clothes are missing. They’re just gone. Not even one smelly sock remains. Suddenly I’m in the front of the room with everyone staring. There are…