Letters Home #16 💌

Writing from: Banff, Alberta

Dear Ones —

I was scrolling through my posts just now and realized I never sent a September update! I’m sorry I missed my monthly installment of Letters Home 💌 and will try to make that up to you.

In my last letter, I was feeling optimistic, and proud of myself for making the most of my time outdoors. Life was reasonably balanced and I felt like I could breathe.

And then: September.

It always amazes me how I can feel totally on top of things in one moment and under a pile of pressure and responsibilities the next. Curveballs seem to have become a norm in life, and after all the uncertainties of the pandemic, you’d think I’d have learned my lesson by now: that all of life is uncertain.

I was explaining to Paul last night how I feel like the pieces of our lives have been scattered all over the place, and I need to collect them all first before I decide what stays and what goes, how to prioritize again, and how to ultimately proceed.

Perhaps there’s an opportunity in that to create someth…