Day

August 28, 2014
One autumn morning in 2005, I dropped my kids off at preschool and immediately broke down in tears. Pushing an empty double stroller down a few houses to avoid the other preschool moms, I dialed up the number of my writing (and life) mentor and dear friend, Mike Leach. I stayed there, on the sidewalk,...

Therese Borchard
I am a writer and chaplain trying to live a simple life in Annapolis, Maryland.

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