5 Tips for a Smooth Holiday
What kind of holiday elf are you?
Are your buttons polished, your toys built, and your cookies baked?
Or are you running around with your tinsel on fire? I saw one of those elves recently.
What kind of holiday elf are you?
Are your buttons polished, your toys built, and your cookies baked?
Or are you running around with your tinsel on fire? I saw one of those elves recently.
Portrayed as a happy gathering around a table of plenty, Thanksgiving can be a poignant mix of appreciation, comfort, annoyance, and pain.
My basement is already filling with toys and gifts for the SisterHood families. This is the TWENTY THIRD year of the SisterHood Holiday Gift Drive and I realize that it now has a momentum of it’s own. We’ve served anywhere from 250 to all 450 during these years.
It’s uncomfortable feeling the darkness within the belly, leaking into the day. The waking to news that frightens, angers, and confuses you. This world gone astray.
It was a day of exquisite Fall beauty, poignant pain, and inspiring hope. We stood among 600 people gathered at a local park for the 9th annual Out of the Darkness Walk. Many groups carrying photos of lovely humans or wearing t-shirts honoring those they lost to suicide.
As a child, I was fascinated by tadpoles. And I wasn’t alone. Freely roaming the neighborhood during summer months, we kids would gather in my neighbor’s frog enclosure to search for new life.