Within minutes of my feet touching African soil, I met Alice. She was in the welcome party of Changemakers waiting at the Kigali airport to greet the African Road Learning Team. Before she embraced me, Alice looked warmly into my eyes, as if greeting a familiar friend. Alice’s eyes seemed to say: I offer true, genuine connection. My heart eagerly…
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The Song of Empty Rooms for Braving December’s Blues
Don’t hold on to a song. That’s been my motto since I was a ten-year-old-mixed-tape-making, boom-box-loving freckle-faced girl. I spent endless hours in my lemon-yellow room with green carpet, making mixed tapes for people I love. Later, I became a master at burning CDs, which I inserted into fancy covers that I would mail long distances to excited recipients. When…
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One Window Is All You Need: Heart Wisdom from a Teenage Wanderer
Guest Post by Natalie Rebecca Stafford, age 15 I was around four years old when I started asking my mom for “Talk Time.” It was more like Question Time because I always asked her to tell me “something bad” that happened in the world that day. Somehow I knew life was not always like the happy stories I read in…
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How You Handle Humankind’s Most Powerful Emotion Can Build or Break Life
“And then I realized that to be more alive I had to be less afraid, so I did it. I lost my fear and gained my whole life.” -Cleo Wade I remember exactly where I was standing when I told my husband that my 14-year-old daughter and I wanted to travel to a foreign continent. Scott reacted just as any…
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The Discovery of a Disappointed Parent & How it Led to Limitless Love
“Do the things you always wanted to Without me there to hold you back; don’t think, just do More than anything I want to see you, girl Take a glorious bite out of the whole world.” -Snow Patrol, You Could Be Happy Lately, I’ve been expanding my knowledge on teens. I’d like to write a book to them, or for…
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Kicking Shame to the Curb by Connecting Our Dots
{This morning, I posted the following piece on social media. My hands were shaking. I can’t remember ever feeling quite so vulnerable. Within a few minutes, there were two comments that indicated my story was her story, and we are not alone. The crack of light I discovered last week suddenly got brighter. As the morning has progressed, the light…
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