When I was a little girl, I wrote stories on rough sheets of unlined construction paper my mother bought at Gibson’s Five and Dime store....

Yesterday we welcomed 13 new students for the fall session of our Refugee and Immigrant Sewing Enterprise. They came ready to sew, but...

Before we moved into our house last year, we constructed a long list of things we needed to purge and cable television was one of them....

A while back, before I lived in the non-profit world and realized how truly generous most people are, I decided to ditch the corporate...

My proclamation a few weeks before Lent began – that I was giving up grumbling for the six weeks – was probably a relief for the people...

This blog post is about Nambia. Yes, I’m going there. Not literally, because there is no country of Nambia. In a speech to African...

But unless we are creators we are not fully alive. What do I mean by creators? Not only artists, whose acts of creation are the obvious...

I have a Black Friday shopping story for you. Many years ago Kyle and I got up at 5 a.m. to hunt Furbies, got sick of the whole circus by...

It’s been three days since we’ve been home from Ghana and this time, post-trip, I’ve done something new and different. I’ve let down....

I’m taking the easy way out and posting photos from our Sunday lunch today with the families in the Rising Village programs. I can’t take...

Today is Friday. We are halfway through our time here in Ghana, which is hard to believe. We visited more families today, and made a stop...

Today, it felt like Ghana – hot, sunny, and a little humid. No, actually it was very humid. Yesterday, Chris wondered where all that hot...

We brought the rains – at least that is what Isaac says. I started this post writing in my little Wexford 50-sheet notebook with the rain...

This is last night’s post, but the WiFi was not cooperating, so I’m once again posting after the fact. Just pretend it is about 3:29 p.m....

It seems perfectly fitting that on Orphan Sunday we are boarding a flight to Ghana – a country I was introduced to through the faces of...

My mother died six years ago this month. I remember the Mother’s Day after her funeral when I sat on the back patio and watched a nest of...

Our last day in Ankaase was great weather. Cool this morning and dry and warm (okay, a little hot) this afternoon. But definitely my kind...

About a week before I left, Kyle and I had the idea to throw a dinner party for the Rising Village families. We thought this would be an...

When I land in Ghana, sometimes it takes a couple of days to emerge from the slight culture shock. I feel as if there is so little that...

I’m not a shopper, but we trekked through the streets of Kumasi (no small feat, see photo below) and when we returned to the Mission...