There are seasons when life asks us to move differently than we'd planned. This year has been one of those seasons for me. A variety pack of health challenges has required me to slow down, pace myself, and accept that my capacity isn't what it used to be. While I haven't always welcomed those limitations, they've uncovered something I wasn't expecting — the stories I tell myself about productivity, self-worth, and what it means to make meaningful progress. The hardest part ha

I had just picked my friend's toddler up from pre-school. We were driving back to her house, listening to music, talking about what we...