In the season of rain, pray for rain

In the season of rain, pray for rain

I pray at the kitchen sink more than anywhere else. I think it’s something to do with the soothing warm water and the fact that washing dishes is a focused task. Compared to, say, cleaning up the living room, which has me rabbit trailing between toys and books and the...
Want to come with me to South Africa?

Want to come with me to South Africa?

It’s been thirty pounds, give or take, since we were last home in South Africa. Thirty pounds, three and a half years, two mega care packages that took two months to arrive, countless Skype minutes, one World Cup, and a brand new baby girl. Two weeks from today...