One of my favorite classes at Westmont was Rhetoric, a two semester course covering the five canons. I’m just going to be honest when I say–I don’t remember as much of the course as I wish. But, every once in awhile, something will trigger a memory that seems to float out from somewhere deep inside [...]
It was already the third day in Paris, but I’d seen only three places: my hotel room, the internet cafe, and the classroom. The point of our trip was to learn as we traveled, but that particular week my head had been buried in more books than city maps. Two projects were looming, hundreds of [...]
…Arugula makes pasta taste delicious. Yoga is good for my back, but hasn’t had the same benefits for my soul. Just because you read someone’s blog, doesn’t mean you know what’s going on in their life. Loyalty isn’t always rewarded. The hard conversations are worth it. Confidence comes from experience, and mistakes. My wardrobe will [...]
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I gave a persuasive speech once at Westmont called “Why you should give blood.” It wasn’t a great speech, which is why I didn’t make it past the second round. But, I still hold true to my argument that giving blood is something more people should do.
I gave blood today. I feel like such a [...]
I’m one of those people that likes playing the game, “Last week at this time, I was… (fill in the blank: eating dinner with friends, lounging in Hawaii, celebrating my birthday…) OR “Last year at this time we were… (in Boston with Sarah, anticipating our anniversary, planting our garden.) Sometimes (this is going to sound [...]