I spent the entire drive home rolling it over and over in my mind. Down right angry at the way the world works. Because if I were in control I would grab the broken system by its shoulders and give it a shake. I would look it straight in the eye and demand change. Surely… Continue reading I AM _________________ .
"Aunt Stac, do you have a word for this year?" my spunky niece questioned with eyebrows raised. I shared my word and she responded, "That was your word last year!" Oh, I know sweet one. Last year's word still has work to do. I would like to say I'm moving on to a different word,… Continue reading Rest in the Mess
If I wait for a stormless year, then rest will never come.