Fanning the fire midweek, we are tossing you a spontaneous quote, question, or conundrum related to Monday’s post. We invite you to riff on this prompt or share a story—heartbreaking or hilarious—to spark further conversation about the path of motherhood.
So my bags are packed, my husband picked up my passport at Fedex in Boulder this morning, and I’ve written eight days worth of lunch notes for my son Jordan.
This is so surreal and kind of frightening, in a good way.
My friend Cynthia, an intrepid traveller, reminded me to “Be open to the gifts.”
And this is the piece of Faith I am going to carry in the pocket of my heart:
“The way of the miracle-worker is to see all human behavior as one two things: either love, or a call for love.”— Marianne Williamson