5 in a Row: Boots on the Bus

The best stories are bus stories, it seems. I think the bus is a good place to be because there are no expectations. There’s no room for ‘awkward’ in a place where interaction  unexpected and offence is off the radar. You’re out with strangers, and a stranger you are too. You have time for a…

Five in a Row: Bus-ted Again

“You know what I’m excited for?” Adele speaks up through her scarf as we wait for the bus one day. “When we go back home and we actually run into someone we know on the street.” I ponder this and grin. She has a point. Every day we see a lot of faces; a blur…

Five in a Row: Once Upon Eternity

I was tired. Kids were screaming. It was a landmark day of someone important to me who has died, and my body was fighting to stay healthy. I took the wrong bus AND was late that afternoon. Supper was taking too long to cook, and we were on our third set of time outs. And…

Soup & Stories

“I don’t believe it’s a small world. I say ‘Big world, Purposeful God!” -Our Friend Al. It was almost exactly a year ago I was eating soup at my Aunt’s kitchen table. It was a sunny afternoon, and I was living with them in my hometown, eating vegetarian, looking for a job and enjoying having…

“My name is Dr. Love, dear.”

The man in the food court was bald and cheerful and wore a matching zip up track suit. A busy mall, a full foodcourt, and the 20 year old girl at the next table had been watching him. Actively trying to engage in the world around him, it was more like he was trying to get…

The Story of Simon Gunanoot

  This post has been temporarily taken down for further research and editing to occur. (Updated: December 11, 2016)