There are times in life when the cadence, rhythm, and opportunities of life kick it up a notch. I find myself in such a space right now. My work is to live into some kind of balance during these days.
There are so many moving parts in each of our lives. So much to hold and contain right now. One hand, JOY. The other, SORROW. I sometimes call this time of life a time of wrenching joy. Both. And.
Joy. Being Mimi to four amazing little souls brings such joy.
Sorrow. Walking alongside my dad during a difficult diagnosis. Joy. Seeing him at a wedding with both of his children, all of his nine grandchildren, and three of his great grandchildren. For the record, his name is Harold Vick, not Harold Wilson. Laughing together about this.
The deepest kind of joy. Spending time with my husband and five amazing children.
Sorrow and angst. Reading the news three times a week. Catching the rest throughout the week in interactions friends and loved ones.
Joy. Co-hosting wedding parties, watching Mamma Mia dancers, and dressing up for the event.
Challenge. Making space for my passion of writing about social justice, injustice, and how I make repair in the world in which we live. More of that coming. Reworking a website to reflect the 2025 Tricia - coming soon at triciawilson.com. For now, I am soaking in the joy, trying to let the grief flow without overwhelm, and savoring the very best days of my life. I hope you are well.