This morning, my children and I went for a walk at a nature area not far from where we live. It is beautiful and lush and meanders along a local creek. We headed out early so that we could practice social distancing. It really amazed me how remote the trail felt such a short distance from the densely populated area where we live, which I should be used to after twenty years living in the Pacific Northwest.

In the aftermath of the Covid-19 pandemic, it felt good to get out and just take in the plants, trees water and space. It was sad to have to take steps to practice social distance, but I think it is the best thing to do right now to help make things better in the long run.

Just when I thought I couldn’t get busier.

Lately my life has become a series of appointments and transactions. Things have become so hectic that I found myself making appointments with myself. On a Sunday. I’m so thankful that I know I am making progress and that the finish line (well the first big one) is a little over a month down the road.


November was a pretty great month until two days ago. Then it felt like obstacles were popping up put of everywhere and nowhere. I think the hardest part has been dealing with the end of a journey my family has been involved with and dealing with the fact that there is no resolution. It is a bit easier to deal with on a Friday, though.