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Back Where We Met, part I

Back in September, Simon and I re-visited Scarborough, where we first met eight years ago.  (Want to know how that happened?  Read our love story – How to Rope an Englishman). We were both 21 then, and thought we knew … Continue reading

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How to Rope an Englishman: Part Six

Need to catch up?  Read: Part Un: Derek* Part Deux: Getting It Part Trois: Mrs. Adventure Part Quatre: Back-Row Baptists Part Cinq: Fat Stanley Part Six: A Voice, but not a voice The night Simon gave me his CD, Sara … Continue reading

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Get to ropin’.

Yesterday was the seventh anniversary of the day I sat down beside Simon on a wooden pew at the back of a church in Northern England.  The very first time I ever laid eyes on him and his black Adidas … Continue reading

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How to Rope an Englishman: Part Cinq

Read: Part Un: Derek* Part Deux: Getting It Part Trois: Mrs. Adventure Part Quatre: Back-Row Baptists Part Cinq: Fat Stanley After church, the tall boy with kind eyes turned to me and said, “So…you come here often?” (This is what … Continue reading

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How to Rope an Englishman: Part Quatre

Read: Part Un: Derek* Part Deux: Getting It Part Trois: Mrs. Adventure   Part Quatre: Back-Row Baptists In Scarborough, I moved into a four-bedroom house with three other American girls who were studying abroad for the semester.  Cory and Jessie … Continue reading

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How to Rope an Englishman: Part Trois

Catch up!  Read: Part Un: Derek* Part Deux: Getting It Part Trois: Mrs. Adventure I spent the Summer of 2003 getting reacquainted with two people I’d lost touch with years before: Myself, and the God who made me. I read … Continue reading

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How to Rope an Englishman: Part Deux

Read: Part Un: Derek* Part Deux: Getting It My junior year of college, I was living in a cute-but-sketchy little apartment just off campus.  My friend Anna lived with me, and while I was getting over Derek, she was mourning … Continue reading

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How to Rope an Englishman: Part Un

Part Un: Derek* I was just about to write, “It all started the year I turned 18.” Which, I think, would’ve been quite a nice first line. But it started a long time before that. I think it began sometime … Continue reading

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