The Business of Rescue

The Business of Rescue

    The thing about packing up a house is that all kinds of stuff surfaces. Long-neglected dust bunnies, dried bits of food on couch cushions, old letters and hard memories. I have to be honest here. I’m all for a good soul cleansing, but when it comes in the middle of trying to get rid of most of our belongings (an incredibly emotional process on its own, by the way), it leaves me feeling a little overwhelmed. Ok, a lot overwhelmed. The other day I was driving to my sister’s house to spend time with her before my family heads to Papua New Guinea and hers moves to Thailand, and I was feeling the weight of “too much”. Too much to do. Too much to remember. Too many decisions. Too many goodbyes. Too many painful memories of bad choices and broken, tender places. I...

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The Roadshow

The Roadshow

   I love the idea of road trips – seeing the countryside, visiting friends, setting our own pace… Notice I’m saying that I love the idea of road trips. The reality of life on the road is somewhat less, um, romantic. Over the past five weeks, I’ve slept in my own bed a total of eight times. Finding the bathroom in the bleary middle of the night has become a game of chance, and I can’t remember the last time I cooked a meal. Our girls, who shall henceforth be known as Whine and Cheese, are passionate people, and traveling with them is not a quiet experience. Cheese spends a while singing every movie anthem known to mankind, alternating between a Yoda accent and a Donald Duck voice. Whine listens with pursed lips, and then sings along for about a minute before...

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