So many things we hold dear are facing extinction during COVID and our prayers are not the only ones God hears.

With COVID 19 on the rise and 4 million ill it looks like American Kids will be  home-schooled AGAIN this fall. Here's what might be really good about that!

COVID numbers are disturbing, so is the information about the economy. But how long can we afford to stay hyper-alert emotionally? How long can we allow ourselves to be beaten up by divisive political rhetoric from the far left and far right in the news and social media? How can you find peace in the small things?

What I learned at 23 in my years along the Big Muddy about dancing, racism, and a life that's far from perfect.

Our world as we know it is breaking apart. Do you hear it?

We're rebuilding our lives form COVID one day at a time.

Safe or not, out we come! But it's not quite the same. It's like Noah after the flood or me, when I had hepatitis in the 5th grade.

It's a special day, the day we remember those who gave us life. For those who have lost their mothers recently, the day is especially poignant.

The problem with all this isolation is that we are neurologically hard-wired for social connection, for touch, for communal support. Acknowledging that we're missing these essential social pieces lets us take the first step toward self compassion.

Long-term devotion has such a sweetness to it.