Sarah Kay Ndjerareou is the author of Pieces of Glass. The child of missionary parents, writing became a natural way to process my adventures through Siberia, Ukraine, Kenya, Monaco, Swaziland, Thailand and beyond. Ndjerareou means ‘he who builds the road’ in Ngambai, my husband’s Reounodji Nathanael (Nate’s) tribal language spoken in Chad, Africa. Our favorite travel companions are our daughter, Sophia, and son Isaac. Today our home is in Texas.
Exotic Flavors

Basil Walnut Pesto

Pesto is the perfect recipe for summer, especially with fresh basil from your garden. Light and easy it dresses up a picnic, charcuterie board, sandwiches, pizza, and of course your favorite pasta. I’d never made it at home because I’m ...
Global Lit

What’s Your Story?

What do you believe about your writing today? What’s the story you tell yourself when you face the blank page? We know there is power in a story, but what is the story we believe about ourselves? Our writing story? ...
Global Lit

When Stars Are Scattered

In the blink of any eye, life can change for better or worse; This is one reason refugee stories are so close to my heart.  Growing up in Kenya and Swaziland, I habitually begin my mornings with the British Broadcasting ...
Soulful Sojourning

The Lie of Grief

“All those years I fell for the great palace lie that grief should be gotten over as quickly as possible and as privately. But what I’ve discovered is that the lifelong fear of grief keeps us in a barren isolated ...
Soulful Sojourning

The Gardener’s Gift

Our garden has become a grounding ritual for the whole family. If you watch carefully, you’ll notice if a plant is thriving or dying in the little moments–just like people. It’s the gardener’s gift, paying attention to all the elements ...
Friends Passing Through

Texas Monthly: Katie Nodjimbadem

Katie Nodjimbadem shares a gentle but profound story of belonging at Texas Monthly. The places in between are sometimes the most welcoming because they understand the courage it takes to live, and love against the grain. Today, I’m grateful for honest ...