Six years ago yesterday I forgot the promise I’d made to Travis and his Mom. Six years ago today I left Africa with a mixture of relief and profound sadness.
Six years ago today I felt safer than I had in a week.
Six years ago today, “Hello Ma’am.” were some of the best words I’d heard in a long time. Six years ago today we drove 10 hours to get what to what was usually no more than 90 minutes away.
Six years ago tonight I shut down my phone and took a last look around my apartment. Six years ago tonight I tried to decide what to grab and try to stuff into the carry-on I was allowed to leave with.
Six years ago today the gunfire was so loud and so close I thought “they” were hunting us. Six years ago today I lay under a table in the dining hall my arms linked with two former students who were now staff. Six years ago today I watched the tracer bullets fly by the window in both directions, but mostly from East to West.
Six years ago today I could hear the gunfire when I walked out of my bedroom. Six years ago today I went to my classroom to teach my classes for the last time.
Six years ago today my phone rang much too early in the morning. Six years ago today my friend and colleague was calling to tell me she wouldn’t be coming to school today—she thought we were having a coup.
This weekend one of my former students was in town for a fundraiser. She served two years in Uganda with a ministry connected to the mission I work with. This weekend we had a 5k Walk to raise money for Hope Alive! and the foster care system in Colorado. I had the privilege of teaching [...]
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