Two days before Rhett passed away last January, God stopped me in my kitchen. I was rushing to grab coffee and get out the door when it happened all of a sudden. It wouldn’t be right to keep him here if…
Archives for January 2016
Remembering That Girl
I moved to Paris five years and one week ago today. Some days, remembering the normalcy of metro cards, baguettes and twinkly Eiffel Towers feels like squinting to understand the meaning of an abstract painting. People tell you it’s there,…