Fall into Grace

Fall into Grace

Photo: Leah Perrault Several weeks ago, Eliot brought home a note for his school ski trip and asked if I would like to come as a chaperone. I know these requests could stop coming and I love being out on the hill, so I planned to go. I have been a snowboarder since my...
The gentle effort it takes to let myself be carried

The gentle effort it takes to let myself be carried

After we are small children, it is rare that we are carried.  Perhaps for a joke or dare, a photo op at a threshold, or in the case of injury, or in certain situations in old age?  My baby is big enough now I rarely carry his full weight unless he is asleep.  He lifts...
The distance between my hands and my heart is help

The distance between my hands and my heart is help

Help is not my favourite word. I think I have a hangover from toddlerhood. My instant response when someone asks if I need a hand is a more grown-up version of “I can do it myself!” Paying attention over the last month, I have recognized a few of my favourite ways to...