January 1. Dreaming. Hoping. Noodling. Planning. Opportune-ing. . The end of the December lights, music, and festivities. A chance to decide what we want to do. Who we want to be. How we want to walk through the world. It’s a yummy day. One that I prefer to spend…
Tis the season of many things holy. Family time. Music, food, lights, old traditions and new experiences. Let me add: plain ol’ straight up cuteness. Yup, I’ve decided that cuteness is holy – at least for me it is. There’s enough tragedy in the world that cuteness deserves…
The first time Ayla walked in the house with a pair of sneakers that lit up – thanks to a shopping trip with Nana and Uncle Gabe – a chill ran down my spine and I thought about how those shoes were going to attract so much attention. People would…