I admit, I don't always live like the best is yet to come. Take the other day, for example. I almost missed it. It was the third day in a row of grey, overcast whether, and a mixture of ice and snow covered the ground. My three-year-old played inside while I did some last minute Christmas shopping online. Then, I hurried to round up my two youngest and pick up my firstborn from after school activities. As we made our way down the mountain, it appeared. With swift movement, it peaked from Continue Reading
That Longing for Something We Can’t Quite Grasp
I'll never forget the first time a made it down the mountain without falling. For a solid hour prior to my victory run, a slid on my behind. Something about having large pieces of fiberglass on my feet kept me glued to the ground. Then, once I learned to get up, I fell every five seconds. But after making too making face plants in the snow to count, I found my rhythm. In somewhat disbelief, I actually enjoyed skiing. I remember getting to the bottom of the run and looking back at the mountain Continue Reading
If You Doubt Whether the World Needs Your Voice
My son’s face spelled frustration. He tried to get his classmate’s attention as we left the birthday party, but skating rink noise drowned his voice. After he called her name several times with no response, he gave up. “It’s loud in here, buddy,” I said, trying to reassure him. And it was. I practically ran to get out into the sunshine after two hours of musty air, loud bass and sticky floors. But I also knew he felt defeated. For better or worse, he inherited my quiet demeanor and his Continue Reading
