It’s baffling to me that something tiny enough to fit in my closed fist already carries everything it needs to become a massive oak. It too much to take in, an entire galaxy in the pin point prick of a star. And yet all the greatest achievements were at first only a speck, a wish, a dream. A bird growing inside the egg, waiting with tight, folded wings.
Merry Christmas Anyway
Merry Christmas anyway. Even though there are no sugarplums dancing over your head, or the sinful, heady scent of rolls rising.
I like to believe, one day there will be again.
Oh Captain, My Captain!
“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are […]
Serpentine
Family love is messy, it flies in your face without warning, hits unexpectedly with the weight of gravity. But it stays with you, grounds you, is the one consistency in the up and down journey of constant change.
Just Keep Swimming
Hope is an incredibly powerful and often overlooked psychological force. When we are hopeful that our circumstances are temporary and change is possible, we can achieve extraordinary feats. Hope is the catalyst that changes outcomes.
Breaking Bread
I’ve been thinking a lot about those who share, and share, and share, even though they know it’s not enough, it will never be enough. They take what they have, asking that it will be enough, that it will rise and stretch, that the yeast will grow and that all the hungry mouths will be fed.
The Thief of Joy
Comparison only leaves you feeling defeated and unworthy. It steals your sense of contentment, robs you of perspective and leaves you feeling empty and joyless, and if you follow instructions as well as I do, wet. The bigger the gap, the greater the pain, the wetter the girl.