I’ve been writing a lot lately about France. In fact, I’ve pretty much only been writing about France, in preparation for an upcoming workshop that is, much to my delight, filling up quickly with participants! However, this past weekend I took a different sort of trip, to someplace decidedly less glamorous and, it could be…
Category: Mom
Vezelay, 2013. With mom.
Over the years, I’ve consistently journaled about my different travels, mostly for myself, so that I could remember what I saw and heard and felt as I experienced this amazing world of ours. This is part of what I wrote this after traveling to Burgundy with my beloved mother, who died from breast cancer in 2016. I’m so glad…
St. Augustine, April.
I don’t really think of myself as a Florida person. I’ve spent time there in the past, mostly when I was working for the Air Force, and thoroughly enjoyed it every time I got to go- Hurlburt Field is in a pretty terrific location and also, of course, I loved the job that I was…
French Camp.
Bemidji, Minnesota. Not a place that’s exactly been on my list of must-sees, and yet, I recently got the opportunity to spend a week there, at one of Concordia College’s Language Villages. And now I can’t wait to go back! And bring my husband and kids! So, camp wasn’t exactly located in Bemidji. It was…
Golf, New Braunfels, Texas.
What does it say about you when you keep a travel blog but have been so busy traveling that you haven’t been able to find time to sit down and write? That you are one lucky person. Or at least that’s how I see it. Indeed, the month of March had me traveling every single…
One year ago, a different kind of journey.
One year ago, on this day, my mother died in my arms. That is not a metaphor, nor am I speaking figuratively. My mother quite literally died in my arms. And the crazy thing is that I’d been praying, begging even, for that moment to come. And I don’t feel guilty about that, not at…
Ten Million Miles 