Rest for the Weary

Rest for the Weary

I’m tired, but who isn’t? I am, after all, a soccer dad. I own a man-van that is full of grass from various fields across North Carolina. My weekends are not my weekends. They were before my kids. Now I spend an inordinate amount of time on an uncomfortable lawn chair...

Step Into Solitude

We all have a pattern that we follow and solitude often doesn’t make the cut. From the second we wake up in the morning to the moment we fall back asleep at night, we’ve all become relatively predictable. Wake up, check email, Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, news,...
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