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Coasting

I arrived last night in Hilton Head, SC, and it’s exactly as I pictured it. The Atlantic coast, sandy beaches, reeds emerging from the water, Spanish moss hanging from the huge trees, blue sky, and… me. In a stranger’s home. My mom’s… friend’s… neighbor… is hosting me. I showed up on her doorstep around dinnertime,…

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West Virginia, mountain mama…

As I drove south through West Virginia, I pulled into a Kroger parking lot to buy apples and cheese sticks. Walking toward the doors of the store, I was stopped by a man who was, I don’t know, SO WEST VIRGINIA. “Warrrshington? Did I see Warrrshington plates?” He had no teeth. Well, maybe two teeth.…

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We’re not in Seattle anymore

Before I left Seattle, my friends were so sweet and generous and gave me tons of Starbucks gift cards for the journey. Although I do not prefer to support Starbucks, as 1) they are THE MAN, and 2) their coffee tastes like bitter sewer water strained through moldy cotton balls (sorry, Dad), I have gladly…

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I’m a magnet for this sort of thing

I have been learning how important it is to accept people exactly where they are at, and to welcome whatever it is that they have to offer. When the odd man with an awkward nature so rudely interrupts my conversations in order to give me an ugly cartoon he drew during church, I thank him…

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Won’t you be my neighbor?

It’s almost 1am, and I am still awake. I’m flying to Colorado tomorrow morning, and I’m so frenzied with excitement that I simply cannot go to sleep yet. So I have spent my evening doing laundry and showering. Both of which I feel bad about doing. See, there is a sign clearly posted in the…

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