Thanksgiving was awesome. Just lovely. Delicious, with calls from Mom and Auntie, and full of love.
Man, do I ever love Love.
Tonight, there is still no furnace heat, but we are warm and fed and safe. There is leftover pie and whipped cream, and the dishes are done. Done.
Can you feel the joy in that? The joy in a home that has been filled with love and shared meals and laughter? And the joy of quiet, when the guests are gone home, and the house is still mostly clean, and it's just the people who call that place home? Candlelight. Quiet. Peace.
Wishing you that Joy.
Sara Renee Logan has been telling stories to everyone who would listen since she was seven. She organized storytimes for her college roommates, and spent a year at Oxford studying folklore and folktales. Many years as a Waldorf teacher allowed her to tell stories about everything from Baba Yaga's hut on chicken legs to the water cycle to the life of Joan of Arc. Sara shares her life with her partner, Melanie, their son, and an unreasonable family of pets. She continues to share her love of storytelling and stories with audiences of all ages, specializing in bringing the wild beauty of folktales to young and old. Sara writes about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories.