I got to meet up with a new old friend recently. We sat and chatted for over an hour. We laughed and dreamed and hoped against hope. It was a desperately needed connection.

These conversations, the little serendipities that speak to big love and abiding joy in the midst of struggle, feed my soul. Sitting in a thin space in the middle of a busy market, a piece of my heart that was broken in shameful community found healing in a loving one. And I am grateful.

It’s freezing cold outside where we live. The next several days are bringing sub-zero temperature with wind chills low enough to cause frostbite in minutes. I’m staying inside as much as possible. And after a fall on the ice that jarred my aging bones earlier, I’m happy to do so.

Tonight, I’m thankful for a warm house, a loving family, good jobs, health, healing, and balance.

Stay warm, stay safe, love out loud! And if you, like I, need a safe space to connect and dream sometimes… don’t hesitate to reach out.

I love you, friends.