by Emily P Freeman | May 30, 2011 | Compassion Philippines
Half-way through standing in line to board the plane in Los Angeles, there was a moment where I realized I was going to have to leave things behind. Not bags or stuff, but things. Precious-to-me things. Things like my sense of normal. My sense of everything is okay...
by Emily P Freeman | May 27, 2011 | Compassion Philippines
Tomorrow, we leave. And I think stupid, unprofound things like I wonder why they call it “the Philippines” instead of just “Philippines”? And I consider that crossing the International Date Line is about as close to time travel as I’ll...
by Emily P Freeman | May 25, 2011 | Compassion Philippines, faith
“The linchpin, the engaged one, the graceful actor in an unfolding play — these people don’t seek to only inspect. They’re not traveling in order to tick a checkbox. Instead, they open themselves to the world they bought a ticket to, knowing...
by Emily P Freeman | May 19, 2011 | Compassion Philippines
After spending several days (weeks maybe?) outside of my comfort zone in preparing to shoot this wedding, coming back to the words is all warm blankets and potato soup. As I prepare to leave next weekend—picking out a bag to pack, heading off to Target (again),...
by Emily P Freeman | May 13, 2011 | Compassion Philippines
The day after my husband’s 32nd birthday, we watched New Orleans drown on TV. If it weren’t for the constant news coverage, we could have avoided knowing about the extent of the tragedy of Hurricane Katrina all together. I cried a lot during those weeks...
by Emily P Freeman | May 1, 2011 | Compassion Philippines
Evidently I am allergic to writing about my trip to the Philippines on my own blog. Today I have a post up at (in)courage on my decision to go. I thought this would be posted later in the month. But here it is, and there I am in all of my reluctant flier glory.
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