Mrs. Morales’ 3rd grade class donates $21 each month, $1 each to be used to serve whatever country I’m in at the time. Here’s the (s...
Christmas in Albania, wow, different. For one thing, it’s freezing. The first truly cold Christmas in my life. California isn’t exactly kn...
Due to a last minute route change, we somehow ended up in Eastern Europe instead of Columbia. South America has shut down its borders, meaning we had ...
It’s true when they say God knows the desires of your heart. I desired to be used by Him. That has always been my number one desire. I remember ...
So I have these journals. Eleven to be exact. Yes, on a backpacking trip where every centimeter of packing space counts, your girl brought eleven jour...
Towards the end of our time in Costa Rica, we were told that Nicaragua would be “ATL” month. That means that normally when we would be tol...
I wrote a spoken word… kinda. Basically just a moody rant by a gal at the end of her rope after a rough night’s sleep. Angsty, overd...
Long time no see. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written anything for here. Costa Rica was just so interesting that I didn’t know...
I have been trying to learn Spanish for a while now. My dream is to be fluent some day. I would love to maybe even teach English in a bilingual school...
Costa Rica has been interesting. It’s been pretty odd honestly. The very first day we got here, our host fell and broke her arm. She had to be f...
