I remember when my somedays were nothing more than a whisper, escaping lips in weary moments of diapers, dinners and drowsy, late night chores. For years they lay tucked beneath the layers of an all-consuming, “playing catch-up” life. But last night, as I began packing the first boxes of a home lived in for 22 years, all I wanted to hang onto were the yesterdays. Those long-awaiting somedays melted into the yearning for just one more yesterday. One more yesterday of little ones toddling from one toy to the next and sleepy eyes needing comforting from scary dreams. One more yesterday of sleepovers, pool parties and after-school play dates. Life is chocked full of changes. Some large, some small. But each change summons a new season of life. And each season offers a Continue Reading
Why We Can’t Let Go of Hope: Even When the Odds are Against Us
Drizzling rain slows traffic as I weave my way 15 minutes to home. I’m not usually traveling this time of day, and any other day, I would have been school-girl giddy to leave the four walls of my office. But today is the day of telling, of branding…positive or negative. Never has “positive” been so undesirable, and never has” negative” taken on such a hopeful and optimistic meaning. The click of my heels up the walk strikes louder today. Sweet magnolia fragrance hugs the air just long enough for me to take notice. They’ve been in bloom for months, but just captured my attention in this space of time. The gardeners have already cut the grass, and the manicured symmetry is stunning in the sunlight. Why is it our senses awaken when life threatens to hit hard? I try to live in Continue Reading