What does your soul long to experience?

I wince when I think about how I’ve let my life be ruled by tasks, embodying exhaustion as a symbol that I am doing enough, I am enough.

In a few days, our home will be filled to the brim with seven adults, one baby and three dogs, for eight days. The part of me that loves hospitality is thrilled. The side of me that needs to be in control is feeling anxious about the inevitable chaos. 

As the holidays approach, my to-do list lengthens. There are rooms to clean, towels to fold, extra pill…