Rethinking convenience, embracing calling A few years ago, I texted a friend a photo of my oldest son—barely two years old at the time—"helping" his daddy with some yard work. The rake he was holding was twice his size, and the moment was just so sweet. I was excited to share the cuteness of it all. But the reply I got surprised me. “Yeah, it’s all fun until they’re older and just hold you back when they’re trying to ‘help.’ It’s much easier to just keep them out of house cho

A foreign word for a deeply familiar rhythm Before I ever knew the word hygge  ( HOO-gah ), I knew the feeling. I first met it in India....

( pronounced HOO-gah —but let’s be honest, I still have to pause and say it out loud every time. Hygge, hygge, hygge. Just training us...