Every year I come careening into summer vacation at the breakneck speed of May, and then splat on the sidewalk of June, not entirely unlike a bug splayed on a car windshield. It takes a week or three to get my summer legs underneath me as we recover and ease into some semblance of summer routine. So here I am, posting this more than two weeks later than I had planned. But honestly, besides just being a bit off kilter,…
I knew when I bought the tickets in November that the concert would fall smack dab in one of the most crazy, demanding weeks of the year for me, but I was not about to miss Lauren Daigle live. So I purchased tickets along with my daughter and some of our dear friends. I hardly even had time to anticipate the concert with everything else happening in “Maycember,” but amidst the chaos, and in spite of some unanticipated day-of delays,…
I don’t remember when we actually crossed the threshold from May-is-a-normal-month to May-is-as-crazy-busy-as-December. All I know is that the struggle is real. In an effort to distribute the heavy load of May, it seems like the pace of April has also gradually increased, akin to how Black Friday now spans closer to a month than a single day in November. So maybe it’s no coincidence that gratitude is what came to mind when I was pondering about what simple gift…