Dona Antonia
Wrinkled hands, lined with the years, sliced tomatoes and onion, flipping eggs on the stove. Morning sounds drift through the open door... the honk of...
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Wrinkled hands, lined with the years, sliced tomatoes and onion, flipping eggs on the stove. Morning sounds drift through the open door... the honk of...
We left the mountains for Santa Cruz on Thursday, which was an all day trip. The next few days were full of meeting missionaries who live in Santa Cru...
Mom, I'm okay.... Don't have a heart attack. :0) So, on our first day in Monte Blanco, we went on a tour of the center. There was a...
Hey, Friends! I'm writing the first draft of this blog while on the plane from Bolivia to Miami, and I just don't know how to summarize the time I s...
Hey, Friends! I wrote this post a week ago, but it's taken a while to get it up. Sorry about the delay! Life has been full of working with th...