Social Distancing Week 43…It Didn’t Have To Be This Way
Friday, January 8, 2021…12:28pm The end of week 43 As my sister-in-law said on Wednesday, 2021 said to 2020, “Hold my beer…” What do we have to do to get…
Family. Real. Raw. Broken. Beautiful.
Friday, January 8, 2021…12:28pm The end of week 43 As my sister-in-law said on Wednesday, 2021 said to 2020, “Hold my beer…” What do we have to do to get…
We will mark the end of this year with hearts that are heavy for all that has been lost and also hopeful for all that still can be.
We know the next two weeks will look nothing like what is traditional for us. We don’t know how we will fill the time and spaces that are wide open in the absence of opportunities to be among family and friends. I am resisting the urge to fill all the empty spaces with plans.
Gentle joy feels attainable as opposed to aspirational – so gentle joy is my goal and also my wish for all of you.
Hope for a healthier and safer 2021 is alive and well, but we’re not there yet.
Friday, November 27, 2020…7:44pm The end of week 37. . We’re coming off a week spent at a desert vacation rental with my family. One day back in the summer,…
Somewhere along the way in the past 36 weeks I forgot to keep living in the both/and.
Here’s to changes in scenery and finding small blessings in this upside down life.