family life, spiritual life

Time on my hands, weight off my back

"Let it go. Let it go." Elsa Sometimes life sends you subtle signals that a season is changing. Other times, it's more like a karate chop. One of the latter hit me over Christmas and involved an unusually long school holiday, a desire to not be mugged and seven hours of interstate driving. Pretty, yes.… Continue reading Time on my hands, weight off my back