Confessions

My heart pounded as I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white. Almost there, Alicia, keep driving, you’re almost there. Shallow gasps of air mixed with a stifling fear. I felt out of control, trapped in a horrible nightmare of green foliage and solitude. The very thing that once brought joy and … Continue reading Confessions

On Motorcycles, Malaysia, and Missions

Thanks to the influence of coming from a family of boys, I’ve dreamt of riding/driving a motorcycle ever since I was maybe 12. Finally mustered up enough courage to get my permit last spring, and cruising the back roads nearby was easily a highlight of last summer. Wobbly and unsteady as I was (am), riding … Continue reading On Motorcycles, Malaysia, and Missions