Entering Eastertide: Rest

On our morning walk yesterday, our four-year-old looked at me and said: “Mama, my feet just can’t go anymore.” I knew exactly the feeling he was describing. The weight of loss and grief combined with the severance from community is exhausting right now. Not to mention the additional responsibilities of trying to work and homeschool …

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Entering Eastertide: Things Are Different

This morning the four-year-old looked out the window and said, “Mama, things are different now.” I let his profound statement hang in the air for just a little bit before responding. “Yeah, they are buddy. What were you thinking about?” “Well, well, I mean like no with homeschooling and everything is different.” I wonder sometimes …

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