I’d sung in the choir and been confirmed at the First Presbyterian Church of Birmingham. And now I was invited to read from “Wrestling with God.” Read more.
Traveling solo along Lake Michigan meant I could linger over coffee with friends. It also meant I could ignore my GPS and exit the freeway on a whim. Read more.
I went inside the Antler Bar in Pentwater, Michigan, and there I had one too many. Read more.
I jumped on a plane to Detroit the other day, rented a car, and took off for a twelve-day, one-woman road trip up and down and across my home state. Read more.