As I sat on a North Carolina beach in the late afternoon, a small scene unfolded around me. It was mundane and probably not very memorable to most. However, the Fisher, a Couple, the Coast and the Queen all caught my eye.
A visit to York College of Pennsylvania brought a flood of memories of the place where I would not only find the love of my life, but I also fell in love with a campus and that city, and, more importantly, all those people I encountered along the way. All those people that helped me, even in the smallest ways; all those people I shared a laugh or a tear with; all those people I studied, partied, and prayed with. All those random, nameless people I encountered in a typical day. I love the way they affected my life, whether I am still in touch with them to this day or not.
Yosemite is nothing short of a religious experience.
Small picas, giant bison and so many animals in between. Friendly, curious, and funny, these creatures were just as majestic as the lands they live in.
Like many before us, Ben and I discovered the magic Of being on the road and seeing this great country with our own eyes.
Bryce Canyon was such an unexpected surprise. It’s beauty and contrasts left me feeling like I was walking through a grand cathedral.
We did not know where we would sleep that night; my seat was starting to feel the miles, and we were a gas burning terror to any reasonable environmental cause, but Ventura Highway by America played on the radio. We had candy, snacks, and coffee from one of the beacon-like gas stations that were like oases on the long, quiet stretches, and we just sat happily and watched the United States roll past our windows.
I also believe in signs…I think there are little things God puts in front of us to remind us that he is with us and that everything will be okay.
I am writing this final “chapter” on our trip to Spain during the Coronovirus crisis, when we, our friends in Spain and most of the world are sitting at home […]
Coronavirus. It’s still mostly dark outside, but the grey-blue light in the room betrays the suns imminent rise over the horizon. It also lets me know that I still have […]
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