Category Archives: facing my fears

Fighting with the washer in Canterbury, UK

I’m now in Canterbury, settled by the Celts, captured by the Romans, captured again by William the Conqueror, home of the main Church of England Cathedral, site of the murder of Thomas Becket, journey’s goal for the pilgrims in Canterbury … Continue reading

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No time to cry

My little girl is gone. I took her to college earlier this week. Her father had admonished me not to make a scene by crying (who me?) and make Jade feel bad. So I did my best to hold the … Continue reading

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