Today we move my mom from her retirement apartment to assisted living. I remember just three years ago having the conversation about how much she dreaded this potential move, and,…
Dancing for Joy
You would think a baby dancing in a highchair wouldn’t be life-altering, but for me it provided enough of a respite to let my soul celebrate. We all have a…
Change
Change is a lot like working out – you know you need it, you feel better after you do it, but you just can’t seem to make yourself stick with…
Sometimes Reality is Overrated
A week of boring work and a blah attitude had left me in need of a new purse. Even as a child, I relished my dad’s green, plastic coin purse…
Hope
I walked around the neighborhood today and was met with the soft breeze of hope. Neighbors were talking, children were skating, and I realized how very, very much I missed…
