Winter’s rest…

Most years I begin January with a neat set of goals. I like to have a clear vision and a plan for how to get there. I divide my year into nice quarters and check in on my goals near my birthday (March), at the beginning of summer (June), and at the beginning of the school year (September) to make sure I’m on track. I adapt and change goals as my life unfolds but having a sense of where I’m trying to go gives me a sense of clarity about what matters and what I want to move towards. Continue reading “Winter’s rest…”

Cleaning days…

I’ve been cleaning drawers, closets, clutter, my floors. I’m preparing for a new season, for the tree, decorations, family, and lots of little white lights, but before I do the next big thing, I need to clear some space. I love the smell of freshly washed floors, the way the windows seem wider when they are newly clean. I love touching and fluffing and putting things in their places. I adore throwing away bags of trash.

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Prioritizing…

After years of using the heat of the fire as the major means of prioritizing my work, my life feels a little strange these days. For the past decade, I’ve made decisions about where to put my time and energy by looking at the never ending list of ought to dos and prioritizing those whose deadline was looming, or whose absence would create more work. Continue reading “Prioritizing…”

Beginning to exhale…

A little over a month ago, our lives took a scary turn. The doctor’s early morning phone call, a blockage, multiple visits to the specialist, and some ill-advised You Tube videos caused a sharp inhale.

  • We walked through those days, focused on the things that matter. Family. Friends. Faith.
  • We celebrated love and new life, through clenched teeth. But we savored all the moments. We. Took. Nothing. For. Granted.
  • We clung tightly to one another, and life came into focus. Love. Conquers. Fear. All.

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