Not the same Abby

It's been six months- six months since I have slept in my own bed, six months since I have seen my family, and hardest of all, it's been six months since I have seen a Chipotle. At times it seems … Read more about Not the same Abby

Rend Your Heart

I was laying in my hammock crying out to God. I realized a month had gone by in Honduras and there I was feeling empty. Feeling as if I had wasted the time God had given me. I was in a place of doubt. … Read more about Rend Your Heart

Secured in Chaos

I am finding myself jumping into my second month of being in Honduras. I cannot help but wonder what did I do to already be 1/3rd through my World Race journey? You might be wondering the same! (It is … Read more about Secured in Chaos

To Build A Home

A small concrete room, a tin roof up above our heads, and a set of bunk beds. Our packs lined against the walls. Nine months worth of wardrobe consumes the room. Living in small quarters, but you bet … Read more about To Build A Home