washing the car
a hole in a life
Maybe that’s why this car-washing day felt so good, so wonderful to me - just over a decade later, here I am washing my own car with the family that is mine. Splashing, laughing, working together, encouraging each other… what more could I want in a Sunday afternoon?
Washing the car, a chore I never thought I could miss and enjoy at the very same time.
first day of spring
It’s easy to see what’s missing. It’s harder to find what’s already here.
a home that's hard to love
We celebrate the first day of spring in our small cottage nestled in the Blue Ridge Mountains!
Your space may be different; a tumble-down apartment that feels crooked and cheap. An old, small house that’s defined by neglect - or a giant, gorgeous space that still feels lonely and bare. Places that feel more like a box than like a home, or more like a cage than freeing stability. Can you picture a life in a space that you struggle to love?