It’s been six years since I came home from the World Race. My job is more 9 to 5 than it’s ever been. I live in the same Texas city I did before I launched. I still struggle with … Read more about How the World Race changed my life
It wasn’t the end of us
I got an email today that said I'd been home from the World Race for a year. The email said it would be the last re-entry message I'd be getting. Well, I'm happy to report that, after … Read more about It wasn’t the end of us
Life changes once again
When I write I typically come to a nice little, wrapped-up-in-a-pretty-bow conclusion. A thought that leaves the reader with a sigh and a nod of the head. An encouragement. A profound thought. Life … Read more about Life changes once again
Their story is my story
The first story I ever wrote was about a teacher who was so sick that something as simple as a spray of perfume could kill her. I was a senior in high school and had no idea what I wanted to do with … Read more about Their story is my story
It’s been a year
It's been a year since I met her, the little girl who loved Fanta, loved being mischievous, and loved holding my hand as we walked through the sandy roads of Dar Es Salaam, Tanzania. A year since … Read more about It’s been a year
Sometimes I wonder why people are so nice
Sometimes I wonder why people are so nice. I know the thought seems absurd, but when you see people doing extremely nice things, good things, unheard of things for you and for others, the thought … Read more about Sometimes I wonder why people are so nice
Let’s grab a cute pair of shoes and change a few things
I don't have any decorations in my apartment. The only thing that resembles decoration or has a little personality is a lone magnet that is on my refrigerator. It says: "She packed up her potential … Read more about Let’s grab a cute pair of shoes and change a few things
Trying to get used to the cold
A few weeks ago I was on the phone with my friend Hope and I started crying, telling her I didn't want to go to Georgia. I'd become comfortable at home, in San Antonio. My first night in … Read more about Trying to get used to the cold
I want the impossible
"Marisa, if you (see) me now, I'm not a new. Because I'm suffer to all my sin and continue anger to the man commit sin for me. I hope you understand for me..." -Kikim, September 2010 There … Read more about I want the impossible
