It is the beginning. For those of us who have struggled during the past year, today marks the entrance into fresh opportunities. Every day, in fact each hour offers the same opening but today is more collectively significant. 

 

This is an open invitation. John and I are hosting another marriage group. It may seem like overkill, since we already have a few humming along. And yet the time spent in community with other couples bent on bettering their relationships is precious to me. Why would we not add another? 

 

I know, I know, there are plenty of ways to busy ourselves even without walking out the door. But while other people may be making promises to themselves about jumping jacks and carbs, mine is for one more ledge of support to those who choose to join us. 

 

Twelve hours is all it takes. There are not even hidden costs like travel and babysitters, which were definitely considerations back when our kids were younger. Once a week for ninety minutes, lasting until the end of February we will gather virtually with whomever appears on the screen. 

 

There was a time when I tried to micromanage. Cherry picking people whom I supposed would create a congenial mix made sense, until I relinquished that to Someone with broader perspective.