In the junior high cafeteria, I sat alone every lunch period. I knew no one and no one seemed interested in getting to know me. I had braces, no fashion sense, and a body that was all out of proportion. I ate my lunch as fast as I could without making eye contact, then stuck…
Month: September 2012
Synchronicity
Many of you know that I was hired by Busted Halo to write blog posts from the Camino this past Spring. If you’re curious as to how this previously-unpublished writer got such an opportunity, I just published an article about how it all happened here. Enjoy:)
Changing Tastes
I scoured the shelves on the door of the refrigerator. Dijon mustard! Score! I smiled as I squirted it into an empty salad bowl. I hate mustard. But I always have some in my fridge to make this very dressing – one that I loved from the moment I tasted it sitting in my host…
The First of the Month
The air was too cold. The pillows were too fluffy. Really Rebecca? I just spent forty days sleeping in a different bed each night – each with a different pillow. Some with no pillow. And now here I was in a huge house overlooking the Western North Carolina mountains, sleeping in the Master Bedroom which…
The Community Cup
I wandered over to the demonstration area just in time to see a woman slicing up a chocolate tart. This being a Wine and Food Festival, I figured she was giving out slices. Before I could ask for one, however, another woman slid in beside me and reached for a plate. She was immediately, but…
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