Well, I have broken the cardinal rule of writing which is: “Never stop writing.” We have been so unsettled this past year that I haven’t created enough margin to write meaningful or even sensible words. No blogging, article writing, or journaling. Isn’t it ironic that the first disciplines we tend to abandon when we’re feeling…
As we flip our calendars to September and start looking toward the fall, it feels like we’re all still trying to balance the heaviness of this year with some sense of hope. How can one year hold so many losses? I keep trying to push back against the weight of the disappointments with little pockets…
My 3rd grader started school in person last week. It feels strange to be back in the school drop off line, strange to see her and everyone else in their little masks, and even more strange to have the oldest two still at home with me waiting to start virtual school. They aren’t convinced this…
This feels like one of the hardest weeks we’ve had since the pandemic began and I’m not even quite sure why. Maybe it’s because some of our dearest friends packed up their belongings and began a cross-country move to Colorado yesterday. Of course we have technology and can plan to visit them when travel is…