Some people create clutter in their homes. Other people create clutter on their calendars. Some people do both. Me - I’m guilty of cluttering my calendar. However, when our calendars become so cluttered with “stuff” it’s often hard to see how full our lives really are, let alone find gratitude in the busyness of the season. As the season changes and nature naturally begins letting go of old blooms to make way for new growth, I invite you to do the same.

Growing up, I lived in a spotless home. Every Saturday morning, my mother would divvy up the chores among my sisters and I. From dusting baseboards to cleaning ceiling fans, the chores were always done before play ensued. On the surface, everything looked neat and tidy.

Picking up where we left off…

After that profound lunch, I returned to my hotel room. What felt fancy when I arrived suddenly felt cold and empty. Where does one go to find herself again? I was lost. So naturally, I cried. Big, fat alligator tears. I needed to escape, get out of the lonely hotel room in which I felt trapped.