Crossing the River
I know that when I'm ready to cross the river, in whatever form it takes in my waking life, I won't be doing it on my own. And that feels so good to know.
Finding Peace Within the Chaos
My heart is heavy as I write this post. I’m looking out my back window and see mass destruction in what used to be a beautiful field that was a sanctuary for wildlife and a peaceful haven for those of us whose houses back up to it.
I’ve lived in this home for five years, and my husband and I have always felt so grateful that this was our view. We loved having this tranquil space that seemed to go on and on right in our own backyard. It created a buffer between us and the world –
The Puzzle Pieces of Life
My 20th high school reunion happened last weekend in my hometown of Sioux Falls, South Dakota. While I didn’t make it back to celebrate and reconnect with my former classmates and friends, it was fun to see pictures from it on Facebook.
There’s something about these benchmarks of aging that brings me to a reflective space. And it’s really gotten me looking into my past and looking at my present and seeing how they fit together.
I had such a wonderfully positive high school experience.
