Fighting the Fear of Trusting

I’d gotten to Virginia Beach earlier than I anticipated. Since my former roommate and host wasn’t home, I decided to meet a former coworker in the parking lot of the place I once worked. After catching up a bit, I noticed a car in the parking lot, “Oh hey, isn’t that...

How I Met Peace: Part 2

Project Growth was moving into the next phase: off paper to on the ground. Since we had been working with several countries, Mr. Rity would be picking the country into which we would be testing this project. We would have to report to the Field Representatives in the...

How I met Peace:    Part 1

It was a special day; yet, I had been here before; I was again another attendee at a wedding. I sometimes questioned, was I that different from the other girls? We had all grown up in very similar families. We did not have much, but we were happy. We loved people. We...