Perhaps the quieter seasons of life reveal things that its busiest seasons never allowed us to see. When I walk my neighbourhood in midwinter, I notice how the season has stripped so many of the trees bare. The leaves are gone now, revealing what had been hidden all along: abandoned bird nests sitting quietly among…
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Raindrops Keep Falling
Sometimes we discover our strength only when we have no choice but to use it. In Finland, we have a word for resilience — sisu. It means the kind of grit that carries you through when willpower alone isn’t enough. I like to think I have a fair bit of it, but yesterday morning, as…
