I love the ocean. It is magical. When I stand or swim in it, that is so much proof that God loves me. I think I appreciate it more now than I ever did growing up. There were occasional trips to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, or various beaches in North Carolina, and even though I... Continue Reading →
This is Waffle House #1090 in Morrisville, North Carolina! It is the thirteenth unique location that I have eaten at! Yay for accomplishing goals! Thirteen down, eighty-seven to go!
During the summer of 1993, like most summers, I found myself with my parents at our annual family reunion in Hartsville, South Carolina. I remember talking with some of my cousins about how difficult it was to find work in my hometown of Thatcher, Arizona. It seemed that all of the businesses owners didn’t want... Continue Reading →