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  • cheating death

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    Fear. The kind that grips you by the throat and squeezes until your chest breaks open just to see you squirm. The kind that steals the bliss of sleep, the joy of laughter, the promise of life, the adventure from the journey. I know that fear. He has been a sneaky companion. Senseless, perhaps, but…

  • don’t talk to me about women pastors

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    ‘It is a universally acknowledged truth that a single man in possession of a good fortune is in want of a wife.’ – Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice. It is 8:40 in the evening and I steal into our little entryway at the end of Almond Tree Lane. I plug in the heater, take out…

  • sanctuary

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    The fog is thick here in the hug of the Carpathian mountains. Heavy. Like the snow that charms an inky night with its shushing lullaby to the arctic wind. On this day, we shepherd an array of children through the mud caked paths that have been loosely coined streets. Slick and chocolatey, our feet fail…

  • train hopping

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    10:30. Cold night. Our breath swirls in crystalized, fanciful designs.  The icy air dances as we glimpse another, colder, harsher world. A conductor rattles into the train station and kicks out a daddy and his children looking for a warm night. I feel helpless. Sad. “Mommy. Where will they go?” I’ve lived this mommy life…

  • viscri, romania

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    A few photos from our beautiful day in Viscri, Romania.      

  • from the heart of sighisoara

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    Sighisoara is full of tourists this time of year. Dark haired, Italian beauties leaning against ancient Draculesque walls in paparazzi poses. Germans out for a brisk walk.  The Brits snapping photos. It seems that you can find all of Europe snuggled into the arms of this very old, very quaint, quite unassuming Saxon citadel on…

  • my apologies to martha stewart

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    HOSPITALITY. It is a table full of sarmali that took hours to wrap and the sweet tang of locally grown elderflower juice, and salata de boeuf with homemade mayonnaise. It is a table made beautiful, not by the money spent on knick knacks, but rather, by the beauty created in spite of a lack of…

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    Roberta met us in the early morning at the train. The air was frosty and the landscape seemed very magical as we departed. Most travelers will continue on for another 6 hours to Bucharesti. We are happily ensconced in Dorothy’s home. Coffee, toast, cereal, good company and a game or two of Bananagrams already accomplished.…

  • blurred borders

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    When Lexi was 18 months old, she took her first night train trip from Moscow to Saint Petersberg. She was so excited, we could not get her to go to sleep. Tonight, our family of 6 is making a journey to Sigisoara. With teens, I am positive there will be more sleeping. We know that…

  • Sigisoara night train

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    On the night train from Budapest Keleti to Sigisoara, Romania. Our incredible life is such an adventure. Check in for posts. We have 8 hours ahead of us.