It’s 8pm on Friday night and I’m sitting alone in a quiet house, a rare and beautiful thing. Tonight, this quiet house is a gift from my husband as that chesty cold I’ve been fighting is actually bronchitis. So I’m on a cocktail of antibiotics, inhalers and cough medicine that keep me feeling like I’m not only fighting bronchitis, but I’m also a dizzy, loopy-eyed mess. No fun.

It has been a quiet week here all around. Yesterday, we celebrated the life of a family member who we lost suddenly last weekend. My heart waffles between heartbreak and warmth. What a blessing this community of good people, good friends, good farmers has been to our family.

This song has been a favorite of mine for a long time. Seems to sit perfectly on my heart tonight.