Failing well is an art. I know that because I don’t do it very well. I’m trying to teach my kids how to fail well but I can’t teach them something I don’t know myself. So we are all learning together.
"There is peace in the waiting. A sacred beauty in creating the pause." Peace is the focus of week two of Advent.
Is there anything we need more this year than hope? I seriously doubt it. Today we begin observing Advent, and this week we focus on hope.
Eight months into this pandemic, we're on the doorstep of the holidays, and I'm exhausted. All the resiliency and adjustment that 2020 has asked of me ... I'm so over it.
I wrote this an assignment for my writing class. So I'm limited to 300 words. But the world should know what kind of man I married.
I’m not this girl anymore. But I sure do love her (and her bowl haircut.) If only she knew how worthy of love she is just for who she is. ❤️
The first few seasons of adulthood were joy-filled and full of new life. Recently, the seasons have begun to take a darker turn.
Spirit. You move. You breathe. You wait. You are polite. You don't interrupt. You wait to be invited in. Your whisper is there for me if only I would listen. If only I would pay attention. Quiet the noise.
As I navigate life as an Enneagram 2, I need to learn to be okay with being the cause of someone’s negative emotion. But how do I get okay with disappointing people?