A valuable lesson from my mom, every novel I read in October, the poetry collection I return to again and again, homemade spiced apple butter, and experience gifts for the minimalists on your lists
A valuable lesson from my mom, every novel I read in October, the poetry collection I return to again and again, homemade spiced apple butter, and experience gifts for the minimalists on your lists
Welcome to The Weekend Edit, a Saturday ritual from The Good Trade featuring our top 10 reads of the week and a note from one of our editors with handwritten recs from the week.
post-rain sunshine hitting the satin flowers on my desk reminding me that grace is on its way
Happy Saturday,
One of the things my mom used to tell me is that grace arrives just in time, right in the moment we need it most. She meant that I wouldn’t always feel ready or resourced for what was ahead, but that somehow, when the moment came, so too would the strength to meet it.
When I became a mother myself, I discovered a reservoir within me I hadn’t known or needed before. The love surprised me, as did the creative power, the grit, and the steady fortitude.
Not just in motherhood but in so many other areas of my life, I return to her words whenever I meet my edge. Whether it’s loss, illness, overwhelm, or fear that brings me back here, the answer is always the same: there is grace. Not a moment too early or too late. Just as my mother promised, it meets me right where I am...
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