Leave Up the Tree, Paint Some Eggs, or Carve a Pumpkin. It’s your joy!

It’s the season after Epiphany. We finally toted our Christmas tree down to the basement yesterday. It’s almost February and, I suppose, “past” time to put the Christmas trappings away but we were enjoying it and honestly didn’t have time and had even less energy for it before now.Before Christmas we observed an annual tradition…

I Wear The Mask

I wear the mask as a person of faith, not as a person of politics. I don’t wear it to make some statement or promote an agenda. I don’t wear it to tell you for whom I’m voting, how I “lean,” or whether I prefer blue or red. I don’t wear it to judge you,…

The Beauty of the Pivot

In the midst of all of this mess, my sleep patterns have shifted. I come from a long line of sleepers – 10-12 hour a night folks – and have always loved my sleep. But right now I seem to be waking up at ungodly hours with more energy than I know what to do…

Moving from “I don’t want to do this” to “But I can.”

It might surprise you to know that I have panic attacks. They aren’t frequent or severe, but in the moment they take hold like a terrier with a rat, shaking my nerves and pushing my breath back into my lugs, held hostage in the moment. It is the reason I don’t like to fly. Over…

Grief and Gratitude

I packed up a student’s belongings yesterday. He was one of our gap year students, meaning he has a high school degree already from his home country and was with us simply for an American experience before heading off to college back home. I pulled his clothes off their hangers, folding them neatly to go…