Fighting back with joy

Fighting back with joy

  We often talk of fighting cancer, of fighting to overcome addiction, of fighting to save a marriage or of fighting for our life. These words make me think of boxing gloves and raised fists. Of battling hard and getting bruised and maybe losing a few teeth. Author...
A new year without my mom

A new year without my mom

Stepping into the new year without my mom feels like entering a strange and unmapped land. Nothing feels familiar. I am glad for the snow, pleased with the arctic frost that has descended, keeping me inside. As any farmer knows, winter is a time to rest, to re-gather...