Dreaming of a Boring Year (And Why That’s Okay)

I don’t need 2026 to be the year I climb Mount Everest…I need 2026 to be boring. 

It’s the fourth day of school, and the general landscape of my brain looks like this…. 

But, either way, we were saying yes to these kids if they ended up needing it. I looked at the mountains and prayed I would have what it takes in the event that our yes was actually needed.

It’s been three years and we’ve walked the gauntlet here, as a family, and clawed our way towards healing.

I didn’t get here by wrestling with my story or my reality though. I got here by the practice of naming and then waiting with open hands. Being honest about where I was on any given day, and trusting that Life guides us where we are meant to go.

Sometimes we get stuck here in the disconnect between what we thought and what actually is…