Reclaiming Mother
February. A couple of days with -40 degrees wind chill here in Maine that felt apocalyptic. A dead car battery. At work, a broken pump in one of the pools, private swim lessons, ill team members, and an upcoming lifeguard recertification training this weekend, which...
What I Have Not Loved
As I write this, I have just returned from a long journey across the country and into my past. I'm home again, but the journey is not over and I expect to retrace my steps back and forth for some undetermined length of time. The physical journey, however long, is...
Friction
When I am struggling, I frequently find myself gifted with exactly the idea I need to help me step back, take a breath, and reframe. It always feels like a miraculous bit of synchronicity. When it happens I remember to have faith in myself, faith in the vagaries of...