…when your baby goat goes missing

When your baby goat goes missing, you’ll probably never get an answer. You’ll wander in the woods for hours, scraping your legs, brushing against ivy and oak, pulling spiderwebs from your hair, trying to catch the ticks and beat off the mosquitoes, but you won’t find her. You’ll call out her name and remember she…

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less pressure, more grace

Last weekend, on the way home from a trip (during which I had a very good time), I found myself crying through half the ride home. I wasn’t sad. And I wasn’t exactly upset. I was just majorly stressed out. The hustle I’d been living over the last month was doing me no good and…

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have yourself a mindful little christmas

As our Christmas morning festivities drew to a close sometime around 3:30 PM on December 25th, I felt that familiar sensation of post-yuletide sadness beginning to set in. Many of our extended family celebrations just aren’t what they used to be (or cease to exist), the holiday gifting/decorating inspirations that gave me hope a week…

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