Home

32000 feet in the air again, and I feel at ease. I’m in a place that’s been familiar to me even before the race. This time I’m not traveling with 50 other people. Now it’s just … Read more about Home

Open to be Broken

Hurt. Pain. Injury. They suck. No one wants to seek them out. No one enjoys them. In fact, we tend to create buffers in order to avoid experiencing the harshness of those feelings. We encapsulate our … Read more about Open to be Broken

I hope you dance

While we were in Bulgaria last month, we got to visit a home for adults with disabilities. The home was wonderful and ran mostly by their parents. A lot of the Bulgarian culture is very negative and … Read more about I hope you dance