When I was young my mom took a bath every single night. It was her sanctuary.

Recently I was asked: what is sanctuary and how do we actually find it?

This past week, I’ve been waking up early — earlier than I want to be waking up, in all honestly. But there’s been a lot on my mind.

This week my mom came to stay with my husband Philip and I. Usually I spend evenings leading up to her visit bustling around, fixing up the guest room, adding fresh flowers and repotting my house plants.