Today’s blog is a story of happiness. I refrain from using the term “success story” because I don’t want to label this muchacho as simply a story that’s ended. This post is about all he’s accomplished in the past 18 … Continue reading

Today’s blog is a story of happiness. I refrain from using the term “success story” because I don’t want to label this muchacho as simply a story that’s ended. This post is about all he’s accomplished in the past 18 … Continue reading

Today’s blog is a story of happiness. I refrain from using the term “success story” because I don’t want to label this muchacho as simply a story that’s ended. This post is about all he’s accomplished in the past 18 … Continue reading

Gringas have a bit of a reputation within the circles that I run in Honduras.  It is often said that we comer moro. I’ll spare you the literal translation because comer is to eat and moro is…who even knows?  The essence of the phrase is that we’re gullible.  I often hear this phrase as I’m telling…

Who else makes to-do lists? To be honest, I kind of hate them. I get absolutely no satisfaction from crossing things off of the list; I add things to them that I’ve already done; and more often than not, I … Continue reading

Who else makes to-do lists? To be honest, I kind of hate them. I get absolutely no satisfaction from crossing things off of the list; I add things to them that I’ve already done; and more often than not, I … Continue reading

Who else makes to-do lists? To be honest, I kind of hate them. I get absolutely no satisfaction from crossing things off of the list; I add things to them that I’ve already done; and more often than not, I … Continue reading

That was the subject line I found waiting in my inbox one morning. What followed was cacophony of ideas, excitement, passion, purpose, direction and a wee bit of trepidation. It ended with “Remember how much you value initiative??” This was Jilli’s 697 word reaction to having spent a weekend visiting Stephen Kusmer (the meat in…

I first met you three and a half years ago. You were a brut force in a small frame with big brown eyes and a crazy, big smile.   If I closed my eyes, your voice and presence would tell me that I stood before a confidant and quite assertive young man. In reality, you fought […]

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