Here, Between the Storms

The storms keep coming. I confess I’ve spent the lion’s share of this year agonizing over the vulnerable ones I love. It’s a season for that. But, I’ve also found remnants of peace – counterintuitively – among the frailest and most fragile of things. Click here for the story of how I stumbled into what’s truly changed me. I’m at the Mudroom today . . .

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