by Darcy Wiley | Nov 12, 2021 | Grief, Relationships, Spiritual Formation
Every Tuesday, Jacquie Reed pulled into my driveway, shuffled up my steps with her blue canvas bag over her arm filled with scraps of paper, artwork, and her file folder, and spent an hour and half with me sharing both sorrow and beauty as we worked through her essays...
by Darcy Wiley | Nov 28, 2012 | Pencils & Pens, Preserve Your Story {31 Days}
Tomorrow night, I head down to college town to hang out with some of my favorite lit lovers. He runs the underground archives of the university, the ones he designed and organized himself. She’s a librarian who teaches librarians. And I get the privilege of listening...