I Wanna Hold Your Hand
I wanna hold your hand When you want to fight When you refuse to get up from the bed Hands clench blanket tight When your thoughts are jumbled Run! Hit! Freeze! When it’s too early The dark of the morning
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4 years in Mexico
Four years ago today, I walked up to my new room at Casa Hogar Douglas. It smelled of fresh green paint. On the big blank wall were welcoming posters made by the 9 girls who I was to care for.
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A Box
I’ve heard it a hundred times in every recent publication, and I’m sure you have too: 2015 is over and a new year has begun. I wish I could sit and write about everything that happened the past year, but
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What Hope Looks Like
I get a little scared while having conversations around the dinner table. When we are eating a hearty meal of lasagna or tostadas or enchiladas, that's when their belief system speaks. Many times my heart is pumping fast when I
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Jump
When you’re on the brink of doing something hard, you feel so small. I usually go silent. It’s hard to keep casual conversation going when your mind is focused on one thing… on one person…on small glimmers of hope. It's
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#lililessons
We were walking to worship down by the big palapa on the Back2Back campus. We settled into a spot where we could be comfortable and not distract so much just in case I had to translate for Lili. Soon she
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You Can Lay Down your Weapons.
I am part of a team here in Monterrey. Our mission is to be a support system for caregivers in the homes we serve. We train them on how to be caregivers that can help a child from hard places
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