Category archives: #changeyourstory

  • Colombia #2

  • We have been in Colombia for almost three weeks now. I have not blogged as much as I thought I would because this process seems so intensely personal. Does that make sense? Our Maria Fernanda is so super shy, that making a public invitation to these moments seems intrusive as she straddles two different worlds, not sur[...]
  • Because and Why

  • A sticky July, sixteen years ago, I was in Romania, the first brush strokes of new life stirring in my belly. The young street beggers followed our American entourage, hands outstretched and tugging at my heart. We were told to ignore them, but this one little boy kept following me, hanging on when the others[...]
  • Dreaming

  • I think best with something in my hand. I prefer pen and paper to a mouse and keyboard. I love the way a pen scritch scratches on the page, and I really love to write with a pencil, especially a pencil with thick velvety lead. My favorite spots are almost invariably linked to patches of sunshine, and emptiness. I like [...]