
My mom still lets me sit on her lap. I’ll do it as long as I can.

My mom still lets me sit on her lap. I’ll do it as long as I can.

Build your hopes on things eternal.
It’s hard to believe that it’s been nine years since my family got the news that I was being rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. My mouth was twisted. I couldn’t say my name without slurring or stuttering. My right side was limp. No laughter. No wit. Very little strength. I was having a mild stroke.

Never too old to be a student. Never too young to be a teacher. – unknown
Dear Young, Old, and Somewhere In Between Traveler,
I took my first trip abroad at 26. I had the wacky, crazy goal to see all seven continents by 30. And it actually happened.

Once I got to Antarctica, I promised myself that I would make a snow angel.
A stroke tripped me up in 2007. I graduated from college four years “late” in 2011. Yet, I arrived in Antarctica in 2015 at the age of 29.
The roadblocks came. The tests came. Removing and replacing these words helped me in a major way:
To all of the staff at G. Stanley Hall, my time with you has been sweet and I wrote this one just for you.

Be of good cheer.
Have courage, you brave one, you.
This job is not for wimps.
Not for the
It’s been 22 days since my last post and a lot has gone down since I’ve last written you all. Well, it’s gone up, really!
First of all, after a quick Google a few minutes ago, I stumbled upon this article that was written a few months ago by Janice Gilmore for the Omaha World-Herald, “Her ailment proved to be a stroke of good fortune.” I didn’t know that it was posted online. I called the OWH months ago to see if they would post it, and they did. Woohoo!
Last week I was one of the 8,000 Nebraskans who flooded the Baxter Arena to hear from the most famous, current resident of the White House. Standing beside my oldest sister and my oldest nephew, we listened as President Obama spoke in our home state. Having my family by my side made me treasure that experience even more.

Days later, I was bummed about the gunk that I gazed at in the mirror. Did I touch too many rails?

I’ve taken a plethora of pictures this year and seen awe-striking sights galore. I was even granted the opportunity to visit that frigid continent of Antarctica and take in its serene and sacred spirit. But no picture, no sight or sound, no adventure compares to the photo above.
That picture reflects
Since I’ve returned to the States, it’s been an honor to speak to various groups of people back in my home country. Today, I was gifted with the opportunity to speak to “God’s Covenant Prayer Partners” and share my testimony right here in “The Heartland.” During my presentation today, I mentioned that I write for Gospel Today Magazine. I’ve been writing for Gospel Today Magazine for about a year now and it’s been such an honor and joy. I’m excited to share my newest article with my Seven by 30 subscribers and readers. Please let me know your thoughts on this and share the wealth.
Dear Diary,
Sometimes I pray silly prayers. I mean really silly ones. Prayers like, “God, please let there be at least one Black person on my cruise in Antarctica.” Prayers like, “Lord, I don’t want to have to buy sunglasses for my expedition. Can someone on the ship have a spare? I want to save my coins.”
– See more at: http://www.gospeltoday.com/blog/2015/09/16/silly-prayers-stupendous-answers/#sthash.bmusHCU8.dpuf
Okay, so now that I have your attention, I’m excited to announce that this blog has been read in 51 countries. Granted, I haven’t even visited 51 countries, but this blog has. Thank you to every person who has read, liked, or shared my blog with a friend or family member.
I’m still new to this exploring game, but if you have any questions about traveling or working abroad, be sure to comment on this post and I’ll be glad to share my insight with you.
With Love & Gratitude,
Karissa
It´s my first night back in Argentina. I think I´ll get some shut eye and digest what just happened a bit more tomorrow. I want to write more. Really, I do, but I can´t seem to find the words. Oh, and this keyboard is a bit strange too. I´m using the hostel´s computer and I have to figure out the correct symbols in the morning. No energy for that mystery tonight.