I took myself to the woods this Sabbath. The 90º+ temps finally broke this week, and a daytime hike in the woods was long overdue. One quarter-mile down the South Creek Trail, I was crying. The moss was squishy, the sunlight dappled, the air cool, the soil scented, the creek giggling. I was overwhelmed by…
Learning Through Loss
This Labor Day marks one year since I lost one of my closest, best friends. Grieving and processing that loss has been among the most difficult things I have ever done. I was devastated. The fallout from the loss caused severe disturbance in my sense of self, sense of worth, and belief in my capability…
