That’s what my husband said to me this morning as I told him a story which happened yesterday. My afternoon started with the dreaded phone call from the dealer informing me that my car’s transmission is failing. GREAT! Just what I needed before leaving for a nationwide tour. When the dealer called, I looked at the time. It was 2 PM and I had to … Continue reading You Can’t Ignore That
This trip is being determined by many things but one pull is to discover what’s going on in the United States with our youth and how leaders, cities and individuals are supporting this generation! Our Road Map We are leaving on Saturday June 24 and we are heading west to San Fran then returning to Allentown, PA by July 15th. Please check out our Instagram … Continue reading Where are we going?
I guess it all started in 2012 when I took a teaching job. A job that fell into my lap and I accepted. In about a year, my hands started to shake and I could feel that I wasn’t myself. This situation became very stressful and my emotions started to run wild and sadness sunk in, but I held my head high for a long … Continue reading The Long Journey to Here
I collect stories. Good ones and bad ones. Happy and sad. Triumphs and tragedies. Stories. I seem to collect them like people collect baseball cards. People share. I listen and empathize. We connect. Yes, my name is Allison and I am a story collector. But recently, I am tired of collecting sad stories about our youth. Stories about gangs, violence, trauma, suicide, drugs, depression, addiction, … Continue reading A Story Collector’s Journey
Why drive miles for this generation? Because it feels like the right thing to do. Actually, it’s the only thing I can think of right now as I sit at my computer typing this post. As I read and hear stories about our youth’s situation, I feel a deep sorrow and desperation to help. The news, books, podcasts, doctors, parents talk about their depression, anxiety, … Continue reading Why drive miles?
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton Continue reading The Journey Begins