Healing Out of Isolation

2020-present has done a number on so many of us

A few weeks ago, Nate and I were slunk into our therapist’s couch, faces toward the setting sun, its light slanting through tall victorian windows and onto the emerald green walls.

We are there for a lot of reasons that aren’t anyone’s business but our own. But we’re also there because we finally grew tired enough of the spiritual flailing we’ve both bee…