Finding Fireflies

Finding Fireflies

It was dusk, the light dappled through the trees as the sun was setting. We enjoyed the quiet forest. Then slowly the sparks of light began to blink all around. We sat, mesmerized by the magic of tiny fireflies gently breezing through the trees. Joy filled my heart,...
Heartbreak as a Bridge

Heartbreak as a Bridge

Every year, as December closes, I reflect. It’s not formal—just a look back at the highlights and lowlights to guide the year ahead. But this year it hit differently. Harder. Heartbreakingly. It started in spring with the swirl of tension and “othering” in our...