There are days that I struggle to hear her over the cries of the laundry piled in the doorway. The only Cheerios in the house are the ones cemented to the kitchen floor and I discover the milk carton is empty just as we’re sitting down for breakfast. In my endless chasing of the to-do list I offer little more than a steady stream of “not now…in a minute…maybe later.” I’m impatient and push her little legs to match my stride. Sometimes she multiplies messes and I spill words, harsh and cold. And sometimes I feel uninspired…ill-equipped, and I need reminders to make room for the things that clear the clamour and call forth calm. This weekend, as we enter the holiday season, with all its beauty and bustle, I’ll carve out time to linger once again in these pages. It’s refreshment for a mother’s heart and hands on special days and every day.
I considered canceling this weekend’s edition of {i n h a b i t} with the holiday pressing in, but decided to go ahead with it, if for no other reason than to remind myself to savour these days SLOWLY. So I’ll wish you a deeply meaningful Thanksgiving celebration, and see you back here on Friday morning for round two of {i n h a b i t}. You can add your link any time until Monday morning when I close the comments.
p.s. I know that many of you are striving for a handmade holiday this season. This morning I stumbled across Live FashionABLE and was nearly moved to tears. I encourage you to visit and read the stories of these precious women of Ethiopia, and perhaps even add one of their beautiful scarves to your list this year. You’ll be joining hands to provide help, hope, and healing.















