When I left town in August, I told myself I would be disappointed if I didn’t somehow change in four months.
My Dad loved to write about his feelings and his experiences, and eventually wrote a memoir for his family called Dust of My Feet. The title refers to what he left behind and what he took with him. I think. My sisters will have some opinions about this.
Thanks to Laura and Steve for blog inspiration and an excellent technical session.
10 Reasons Not to Go Around the World: