In the Lomerio region of Bolivia, life is hard. Especially for women. There are no washing machines, dishwashers, microwaves, or refrigerators. Most cooking is done over an open fire. Water often has to be carried from a stream. Meat is not purchased from a supermarket in neat, cellophane wrap; it…
I don’t know about you, but I am tired of all the divisiveness in this country at the moment. It seems to have invaded politics, schools, families, and homes. I cannot turn on the t.v. or listen to a news story or even surf Facebook without encountering it. Often I…
“Mistakes” “Mistakes”. According to Merriam-Webster’s dictionary, a mistake is made when one makes a wrong or incorrect judgment about something. Of course, we all make mistakes. It is part of being human. We do them unconsciously or deliberately. But we all “mess up”. Some of us worse than others. I…
In Bolivia I love to shop at the open air markets. They are filled with a colorful assortment of fruits and vegetables, meats, dry goods, pungent spices in 100-pound cloth bags, personal hygiene items, household cleaning products, and other seemingly unrelated articles. Each section is usually presided over by a…
