A subject we keep coming back to
Reflections on family, mortality, gratitude and faith at Hollow Road.
There are seasons when everything needs attention at the same time, and I can wear myself out just thinking about it. Here is what I do instead: I go outside, put my hands on something real, and do the next thing. Then the next.
Read it here in The PorchTwo famous people died this week. Then my husband ended up in the hospital, and for a few hours the dishes and the mess and the argument from last week all stopped mattering. What I think family actually is.
Read it here in The Porch
