This pandemic is a storm, and all of us are out on the open sea. Some of us are in row boats, and we feel every wave that comes crashing against us. we are rowing as hard as we can towards the shore, drenched, exhausted, and worried we’ll sink before we ever get there. Some […]
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We moved to France when I was seven. My parents had signed on to become lifetime missionaries and I was along for the ride. There were moments I definitely wanted to get off that missionary kid ride, and other moments when I wouldn’t trade the thrill of it for anything. But every October 31st that […]
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I left my beloved boarding school in Germany and my parents’ home on the field in France when I turned eighteen. I was headed to college in a new state in my passport country: Michigan. I was a little excited, but mostly terrified. I grieved my high school graduation like it was a death: never […]
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Many years ago, I had a summer job as a night nanny for newborn triplets. The parents hired me to help with night feedings so one of them could sleep! Two girls and a boy… these were this couple’s only children. I remember one morning, in the moments just as the sun was beginning to […]
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It rained last month in San Diego. As is usually the case, TV journalists were on the scene, standing in front of puddles and cautioning drivers everywhere. In our family, wet weather means my husband can’t ride his bike to work, so we all pile into the family car to drop him off then bring […]
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Sarah K. Butterfield 