I am currently fighting a battle with fear. I’ve already established that my innermost spirit demands that I write. I’ve begun to make the time and space necessary for it. I’ve jotted down notes. I’ve mulled over concepts and played with words in my mind over countless captured moments.
Yet when the opportunity to sit and do nothing but write – to quench that thirst I know full well I have – I freeze. Continue reading
Today I returned to church after a long absence. A bumpy path in life combined with conflicting schedules has made it difficult to attend. We made a brief appearance out of hiding in December for the Christmas pageant, primarily because my 8-year-old daughter begged to be able to take part. Knowing how important it was to her I couldn’t turn her down – what on earth would I have said? “No, honey, you can’t participate in celebrating the birth of Jesus because Mom’s too busy and needs to sleep in?”
But then after the pageant passed, I was off the wagon again. Soccer games most Sunday mornings and pure exhaustion and desire to not leave the house the rest. Even Christmas Eve and Easter went without formal observation in church.
I know in our day and age it’s not uncommon to NOT attend church. In fact I’m sure there are plenty of lovely, high-achieving families who might not even belong to a church, temple, mosque, or other organized place of worship. Continue reading
Little by little, every year, I am creating the gift of a lifetime for my daughters. The idea was passed on to my by another busy, working, but also thoughtful and creative mom. She also happened to have lost her own mom, I believe at a fairly young age. So I think this idea of creating a legacy of dialogue for her children was especially important to her.
The idea is simple:
- Get a journal or notebook. Continue reading