I wake up every morning to the honks of taxis and the shouts of green machine drivers announcing their destinations. I hear my fan blowing, my open window squeaking, and a full day calling me to join it.
My students give me laughs, their writing gives me hope, and only God gives me the strength to face them again the next day.
Life in Mali intrigues, sometimes frustrates and disappoints, always surprises, but never fails to deliver good writing material.
Unrelenting is my faith, confusing is my path, and stubborn is my attitude, most days.
I like to count things and organize them (like packets of Easy Mac and days left before I return to America.)
I love Yankee Candle car air fresheners and watching movies.
I hate the corruption of Mali. I detest green bean juice seeping onto my mashed potatoes. And I have a strong aversion for sudoku.
I…
don’t mind noise, but I prefer music.
have a devotion to books, but my secret passion is the pen.
am obliged to cook dinner, but baking is what I truly love.
go to the beach because it’s there, but the mountains have an irresistible calling.
was bred to love all things football, but kinda have a thing for baseball boys.
will watch anything good on television, but am only captivated for hours by highly intelligent programs like The Office, House, and Gilmore Girls.
am loved without condition, dedicated to His renown, and saved by grace.
