The story of any one of us is in some measure the story of us all. ~Frederick Buechner

Posts by Rebecca Hill

Noise

Noise is a big part of community. It takes some getting used to. First there is the noise of the city. Sirens, trains, car horns, traffic,…

Strangely Comfortable

  It was a rainy day, and chilly. I was hurrying back from Walgreen’s with my son’s prescription and a lot on my mind. As usual,…

It’s the Small Things

Just small things. Today was a hard day. My middle son, who has autism, was having a rough day, and my youngest needed lunch. He also…

Swearing Kids and Saggy Pants

Walking in a bad neighborhood can be intimidating, especially as a woman. It is often difficult to find the balance between street smarts and compassion. Does…