Yesterday, my son received his driver’s license. Then he did the thing: he got in the car, buckled his seatbelt, waved, and drove away on his own for the first time. I was surprised by how okay I was. Not because it didn’t matter, but because something in me has been quietly preparing for this for a long time. Growth does that. It doesn’t usually arrive all at once (although it can thrust itself upon us, uninvited). It often comes in small, almost unnoticeable shifts. Practice drives. Longer...

"What do you think about enchiladas?" That was the question I dropped into my family group chat as my siblings and I were planning our Christmas gathering. We were talking through the usual details, including the assumption that we would do the traditional meal with turkey. No one objected, exactly, but no one sounded excited either. It was familiar. It was fine. It was what we had always done. When I typed the enchiladas question and added, “What if our get-together is more "Feliz Navidad"...

I saw a saying this past week that has stayed with me. I first saw it on a bumper sticker, then unbelievably, I heard it said on an episode of Shark Tank. (Ok, God, I see you...) Just a few simple words: Do good, be kind, share what you can. The wisdom and simplicity of it nestled in my heart. Good wisdom is like that. It doesn’t overwhelm us with rules or demand heroic effort. It slips in quietly, looks us in the eye, and asks something both beautifully clear to understand and surprisingly...