Yes to the Mess

Yes. Yes to “want to meet us at the park?” Yes to “want to join us for supper?” Yes to “I’ve got a fire and a beer. Come on over.” I’ve been saying yes lately to heaps of good things – easily identifiable ‘good things.’ Yesterday, I said yes to a few messy things: tears … More Yes to the Mess

Young at heart

Failure and freedom: I wrote of this Monday – cheekily mentioning about not staying in heartbreak hotel. How prescient. Tuesday evening, I cried with the fella as we watched our hearts break in a good hard decision towards focusing on shoring up a family and a future. The grief – the weight of the loss – is real. … More Young at heart

When all is lost

You’ve read about the wildfires in Kansas and Oklahoma which left scorches upon the earth so vast they are visible from space. Last night, the fires drew closer to home and smoke filled the Hobbit House. My eyes filled with smoke then tears. I was one of the lucky ones. One cycle around the sun is … More When all is lost