It was the summer of 2010. I was in Kansas City, waiting at my sister and brother-in-law's house for my sister to get off work, and for our Mom to get into town so we could go see the … Read more about Live Together or Die Alone Part 1
Better When We’re Together
Introducing: Team Aletheia! (Aletheia is Greek for "not concealed") (Left to Right: Brittany Cantrell, Tiffany Carty, Nate Swedberg, Angela McKenzie, Me, Johnny Eastman, and Josh) On … Read more about Better When We’re Together
I Was Sensory Overloaded at Training Camp [Video!]
Training Camp was everything that I expected, and at the same time nothing that I expected. For someone like me, who is a verbal/written processor, at times, it was sensory overload. As … Read more about I Was Sensory Overloaded at Training Camp Video!
Twas the Night Before Training Camp
Twas the night before Training Camp, And all through the land, New World Racers were packing, Running last errands. The Racers were stuffing Their gear in their packs. Wondering how in … Read more about Twas the Night Before Training Camp
You Had Me From “Meow”
Training Camp. Cats. Fundraising. Training Camp. Cats. Fundraising. Training Camp. Cats. Fundraising. That's what my brain is saying right … Read more about You Had Me From “Meow”
Dolla Dolla Bill Y’all
So, this is one of THOSE blogs. It's about the F word-fundraising. Josh and I have been fundraising for over a year, and some days I just feel over it. But the weird thing is, I … Read more about Dolla Dolla Bill Y’all
Hiking, Babies, and ‘Murica: I Promise I Don’t Usually Cry This Much
You know how sometimes you feel so loved and romanced by God? The last few days have been that way for me. It's literally been an emotional rollercoaster, and if you know me, you know … Read more about Hiking, Babies, and ‘Murica: I Promise I Don’t Usually Cry This Much
Compassion Glasses
The other day, I was really hurt by someone. As I lay in bed, crying, instead of feeling upset at the hurt they had caused me, I was hurting for them. Please don't see this as me saying … Read more about Compassion Glasses
On Waiting For the Race to Start for One Year…or Stopping to Smell the Roses
Sometimes I like to lay on my bed, with my watch against my ear, and just listen to the ticking. I think it's because it is just such a soothing sound. It's not really so much the … Read more about On Waiting For the Race to Start for One Year…or Stopping to Smell the Roses
