FROG IT, baby!
For the last twelve years, I’ve spent every summer either moving homes, having babies, or last summer, having knee surgery. As a family, we’ve never been able to live in the moment, enjoying the freshness of a new season and rhythm, because there has always been a pressing need that demands our attention. Boxes to pack. Rooms to rearrange. A homes to paint. Nurturing to be done. Healing to be focusing on. As far as we know, there may still be a pressing need lurking around the corner of June, but for right here, right now, all we know is…