Around here, it is not looking a lot like Christmas.
Author’s note: We are in the Southern Hemisphere for Christmas this year. As Canadians, accustomed to short, cold, snowy December days, I reflect on having Christmas away.
Today is the longest day of the year. It’s hot. Curling up with Christmas movies? Not feelin’ it.
And that is a little sad, and liberating at the same time. Read more
“I not hungry and I not tired!” our three-year-old shouted across the dinner table.
Clearly, he needed food and bed. And fast!
Psalm 23 says, “The Lord is my shepherd… He makes me lie down in green pastures…” In a desert full of thorns and dirt, this sheep is munching luxurious green grass. Yet he must be forced to lie down and rest. Silly sheep.
Just like my little guy. All too often, just like me. Read more
Lofty aspirations and suffocating guilt in just three little words. We’re told this balance is something you and I, and our spouses, should aspire to. And we fail repeatedly. (At least our spouses do!)
What does that even mean, to balance work with life? Isn’t work part of life? If everything else is living, then work is… what, exactly? Purgatory?
Besides, the whole notion of balance simply doesn’t fit in nature. Read more
Summer, in Eastern Canada, has a sense of urgency to it. You have to squeeze every ounce of enjoyment out of every sunny day.
Because it’s short. And winter is long.
We live by the ocean. Our “really hot” days are a balmy 80 F (28oC). Hotter is rare and short lived.
You blink and summer is over.
And our family just had our first real Canadian summer in a very long time. Read more