9/11/01

The Los Angeles airport Hilton, shortly after 6 a.m. A work colleague and I were talking quietly in our respective beds, figuring out who was going to shower first and reflecting on a great meal the night before. We’d be driving to San Diego for an 11 a.m. meeting with an advertiser. The phone rang.… Continue reading 9/11/01

Who I Am

I’m in team formation for a women’s Cursillo Weekend. If you’re not familiar with Cursillo, it’s similar to the Road to Emmaus and other experiences that celebrate Christ and his