Tag: Mothers
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Expand: Weaving Ill-Matched Threads
I may have freaked out today’s writer when I first met her. Chelsea came into the Starbucks I worked at during college. I recognized her from church and excitedly started up a conversation with her. It went something like this… “Hey, I’ve seen you at the Vineyard…what’s your name? Cool, you want to visit Africa?…