I fumbled for my bag and squeezed toward the doors, then exited the stuffed bus. The T, Boston’s public transit system, was overwhelmed this day. Too many of us clueless, anxious visitors trying to navigate a tricky system of lines and stops. But my husband left the Airbnb six hours earlier, so I … [Read more...] about Pacing the Race
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Protective Peace
My heart and my memories will always be there. Although there is much more to my home state of Kansas, thanks to Dorothy it is known as the tornado state. Growing up I heard many tales of them, but I don’t remember ever experiencing one. Sure, we all had basements in our midcentury ranchers and we … [Read more...] about Protective Peace