Every once in a while, I reminisce on my life before kids and inner-city-ministry-chaos. It involved a different kind of chaos, one which I muse over and described a little bit for my friend Sarah's travel series.
(Also, what a great title, right? I take no credit. I have the most creative friends.)
What seems like multiple-lifetimes ago, I used to travel to Asia several times a year for work. Visiting bustling trade shows and towering factories, picking out the perfect pottery and glass designs. For those of you who know me and my life now, this might seem like such an incongruous picture that it’s hard to believe. I completely agree. . .
(read the rest by heading over to Sarah's blog - A Life with Subtitles)
(Also, what a great title, right? I take no credit. I have the most creative friends.)
What seems like multiple-lifetimes ago, I used to travel to Asia several times a year for work. Visiting bustling trade shows and towering factories, picking out the perfect pottery and glass designs. For those of you who know me and my life now, this might seem like such an incongruous picture that it’s hard to believe. I completely agree. . .
(read the rest by heading over to Sarah's blog - A Life with Subtitles)