sea salt

The proverb "It takes a village to raise a child" is nothing new. We've heard it, said it, and Hillary Clinton even wrote a book about it. But if you're like me, you had no idea what it actually meant until you had a child...and needed your village like never before. Before I even knew how (and how often) I'd need our village, I knew they were there. They sent books from far and wide, many inscribed with messages telling Jolene how much she was loved. These shelves can't hold all the books... ...and neither can this one... ...so we also have piles all over the house. What a lovely problem to have! On this rainy and cold afternoon, Jolene and I cuddled up with a few books from our village: church, financial planner, family, friends, work. *I have to emphasize that this is only a tiny sampling. There aren't adequate words to describe how much I've leaned on so many others in our village - from the endless supply of maternity clothe...