One of the reasons I moved to Jarabacoa from San Pedro de Macoris three years ago was to "build my life from the ground up." When I moved to San Pedro (three months after graduating from college), I felt very much like I was plopped down into a life. People I had never met before … Continue reading From the Ground Up
A decent amount of my friends in the States have been married/in serious relationships for a while now but the missionary crowd tends to run single (and female) for a bit longer, so it's just now in my late 20s that my making plans with friends is starting to sound like, "Let me check with … Continue reading Ramblings of a 27 year old virgin (Part 2)
Five years ago yesterday I moved to the Dominican Republic. It was four days after ending my first summer with YouthWorks. Wendy and Jenn - women that at the time I had never met but who have become extremely important to me over the past five years - picked me and my two suitcases (just … Continue reading Happy Anniversary, Dominican Republic!
Yesterday I made an impulsive decision, which is, honestly, something I'm usually pretty good at. I'm a decisive and sure person. So when I said, "I think I kind of want this dog," and my friends said, "Really?!" I decisively said, "Sure." I bought a leash, a collar, and dog food. I warned the cat … Continue reading Here’s the thing about Pulgita (and grace)