Stories from the road.
White horse standing behind an ivy-covered stone wall on a misty morning in Nigrán, Galicia

A White Horse on a Grey Morning

The morning I left Nigrán, a white horse appeared behind a stone wall, perfectly still, like the morning had placed her there on purpose. By afternoon, I was lost and crying in Vigo.

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Long shadow of a woman on a beach at golden hour, Camino de Santiago coastline

The Free Bird Era

For years I joked about getting a van when the kids grew up. The van isn’t happening. The world still is. On the grief no one mentions, the waiting no one names, and the era I’m calling free bird.

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