The Sweetness of a Sad Christmas

My first Christmas alone was the saddest Christmas I had ever experienced. That’s what makes it so special. It’s one of my golden and blue mixed memory orbs like in “Inside Out”.  All alone in my cold apartment, in the Xingxing Huayuan apartment complex, with the palm and pine and mangolia trees still green inContinue reading “The Sweetness of a Sad Christmas”

Christ and the Chapel Above the City

Nothing. I walked into the stone chapel and felt nothing, of course. Two days after my arrival in Albania, my brother Freeman and sister in law Natalie drove me up the hill to see the large white cross and the small stone chapel overlooking the city of Korce. We parked the car in the lotContinue reading “Christ and the Chapel Above the City”