Ghana: Day 2 – The Beauty Of Simple

The nights were surprisingly cooler than I had imagined them to be in West Africa and I woke well-rested to the sound of a tambourine and voices praising, I had hoped, the same God I praise as well. Please don’t send me messages and say I’m intolerant.  I...

The Thing About Gratitude

“I never get anything,” she pouted and drug her heels on the sterile floor illuminated in fluorescent light. “Susannah, that is not true in the least,” I replied.  “You have more than you could ever imagine.” More tears.  Heavier...

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