Nine o'clock and all is well

Yesterday was my birthday. I am now thirty-nine years old. Old enough to realize that not doing any dishes or laundry on my birthday just means there's more to do the next day.

But we went out for Thai food at our favorite little neighborhood spot and my cousin sent me some hand-knitted socks, very handy for my upcoming trip to Providence and Boston, and my grandma sent her usual generous check and Chris gave me my very own copy of How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb to keep instead of the library copy I've just about worn out. Thank you family!

Then, after the boys were in bed, Chris and I had some time to talk about the ministry that is emerging for me and how I feel called to pursue it in the coming year. As part of that process, I'm writing a lot this week for an offline project. One of the tasks is to define, in 250 words or less, my "commitment to the Quaker faith and values as you understand them." I'm going to publish it as a separate post, and I invite you to comment, edit, or add your own statement or reflections.