Grace is like Snow
Yup and Happy New Year. How lame I am at keeping this blog up? I guess life happened and the juggle became more significant because of my own doing. More and more I am rereading the known comment of “If you are busy and can’t find space to just have down time, it’s a trauma response” . I am aware of my problem and my default to fill every ounce of space in my life and then find more space to fill. I have a ton of blog topics that I have been compiling and outlining on the fly through my voice memos to myself while I drive. But none of them got me to sit down, yet. It’s terrible it takes an emotional hit in order to reflect - but that is the beauty of emotions and what makes me human. I don’t remember the last time I cried from sadness and guilt. I have teared from joy in watching my daughter ride her horse each week to the recent moment where she confidently picked a book and read to me, fully, for the first time – and it happened to be the book I read her every night when she