I love watching things get fixed—homes, yards, even a butter-loving dog’s torn leg. There’s joy in creating a solution, in seeing a beginning, middle, and end. Fixing reminds me that creativity and care can make broken things whole—and that sometimes, dental floss and Preparation H can save the day.

When life stalls, don’t panic—dip the nose, breathe deep, look ahead. Preparation and presence, not fear, will lift you. Whether in flight or faith, there’s always an instructor in the cockpit.

Focus comes from the hearth — the center of warmth, purpose, and connection. In settling into our new home, I’ve rediscovered that center through neighbors, writing, and caring for Jerry. May you find your own focus and keep the fire going.

On Easter, a blue heron landed precariously on a palm frond, trusting its wings more than the fragile perch. It reminded me to pause, be still, and say “yes” to stillness and kindness—accepting gifts and grace rather than always doing and controlling everything.

We’re often held hostage by stories of fear, unworthiness, and doubt. The antidote? Recommit to your goals, focus on what you can control, and act with courage. Even in imperfect moments, we’re worthy—deserving effort, attention, and respect. Let’s transform our stories and move forward.