Difficult Conversations Are the Work

One of the most persistent myths in leadership is that experience makes difficult conversations easier. It doesn’t. What experience does give you is clarity about what is at stake, and that awareness can make the weight of the conversation even heavier. Over the course of my leadership career, I have had to engage in many... Continue Reading →

Making Space

This week, I’ve been thinking a lot about space. Perhaps it is because we are in the process of re-inhabiting our spaces. Perhaps it is because when I turn on the news or open Social Media, the world feels a little chaotic and I am looking for calm, something I can control while the news... Continue Reading →

Returning Gently

January has a reputation for urgency. New goals. New you. Fresh starts. Big plans.But this year, I’m not rushing toward anything. I’m returning. Returning to routines that feel kind instead of rigid.Returning to quiet mornings and warm mugs.Returning to myself after a season that asked a lot. After the hustle of December, January feels more…... Continue Reading →

Standing at the Threshold: Looking Back on 2025, Looking Ahead to 2026

This year didn’t unfold the way I imagined, but it taught me more than I expected.2025 was a year of change, patience, and learning how to live in between what was and what’s next. I find that the final days of a year always invites reflection. The world does not slow down. The dishes still... Continue Reading →

Advent Lessons from a Half-Finished Home

It's Monday. Monday morning. In December. With her early darkness and her calling to me to slow down. That kind of December energy invites us into a different kind of noticing. Noticing the cold, and the crunch of the snow as I walk the dog. Noticing the way the kids throw themselves into the snow... Continue Reading →

When Hope and Frustration Share the Same Space

Some seasons test your patience in ways you don’t expect.I knew a renovation would mean dust, delays, and a bit of inconvenience. I didn’t imagine standing in my home months later, no floors, no bathroom, no plumbing, waiting for work that still isn’t finished. We were told it would be done by mid-August. Then mid-September.... Continue Reading →

Dust, Division, and the Sacred Work of the Table

Have you ever lived through a renovation? Before we began ours, I seriously underestimated all that is involved. It isn’t only about walls and wiring. It’s about patience stretched thin, budgets stretched thinner, family togetherness becoming almost too much togetherness and the daily choice to keep believing in the vision beneath the chaos. During these... Continue Reading →

September: The Real New Year

It is hard to explain why, though I am certain many others can relate, but there’s something about September that has always felt more like a new year to me than January ever could. Maybe it’s because I have spent so many years of my life driven by the school calendar. Maybe it’s the shift... Continue Reading →

Holding On and Letting Go: The In-Between of the Last Days of Summer

The days are stretching just a little shorter now. The air, though still warm (and some days, oppressively hot), carries that subtle whisper of change. Summer is winding down, and with it comes a swirl of emotions. In our home, we are living right at the edge of endings and beginnings. The renovations around us... Continue Reading →

Every Sandwich, Every Sunday, Every Seat at the Table…Matters.

When I was nine years old,sitting in a Grade 4 classroom with a lined notebook and a freshly sharpened pencil,my teacher, Mr. Kressler, asked us to write a story:“If I could change the world.” Most of my classmates grinned wide and leaned in,ready to write about inventions and robotsand space traveland saving the environmentand becoming... Continue Reading →

We All Want to Feel Like We Belong

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to belong. Not just the kind of belonging that comes from being in the right place at the right time, or having your name on a list. I mean the deep kind. The kind that settles in your bones when someone saves you a seat,... Continue Reading →

The Folding Table

Yesterday, we made lunch in the garage. Well, truthfully we make every meal in the garage, but this was a purposeful lunch. Not just any lunch. This one was for the crew building our kitchen, the space that’s slowly taking shape behind sawdust and the hum of saws. And the crew that is here every day, working... Continue Reading →

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