A Variation on Vows
A Variation on Vows Guests arrive for the celebration. Neat wrappings wait to lay crinkled. Pressed formals hang in garment bags, not knowing their fate.
Even Though We’re Afraid
This post was written several weeks ago, as my husband and I prepared for our mission trip to Campur, Guatemala. My husband and I were just friends, eleven years ago, when we sat across the picnic table from each other at the ice cream parlor.
