I’ve had one of those weeks that will take longer to process than it did to live. A quick trip to Toronto, a few important meetings, a couple of back-to-back staff retreats that sort of melded into one, a few moments that tested my resolve to live fearlessly, even more moments that exceeded even my wildest hopes, some spaces for new and blossoming friendship, some pure unadulterated fun, some gifts, some disappointments, some moments of living with abandonment and joy, an evening of creativity, a crazy broomball game, and an even crazier evening of African dancing and drumming.
I’ll be back here to tell you more, but for now, I feel like I need one of these signs posted on my life.
