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the journey and how Nicaragua turned out

It was about noon on July 28, I sat alone crying in the Managua airport beside our family cat, Tenoch.  The last flight to Houston for the day had departed, and I’d just been informed I was stuck in Managua for yet another night . 458 more words


My Word

My word for the year, words really (because I’m a rule-breaking rule follower type), are “Give thanks.”

It’s just too dang easy for me to gripe, rush from one thing to the next, or worry about tomorrow.  525 more words