Jordan and I spent this past weekend hanging out with friends in a small Pennsylvania town called Bernville — all as part of keeping up an annual tradition that started over five years ago. The tradition goes like this: every year, on the first weekend of February, six married couples rent a house somewhere and get together to catch up on life and share a lot of laughs.
With the new year comes the natural desire to set goals for ourselves, whether related to relationships, finances, health, or our professions. Given that my husband is a pastor, I often talk to people about their spiritual goals for the coming year, and generally, people have a desire to more consistently devote themselves to practices like scripture reading, prayer, and silence.
Last week Jordan and I had the chance to spend a couple days in Miami for a retreat with other church planters, and it was a very good time.
In addition to getting to catch up with old friends from around the country and globe, we had free time to explore a bit. It’s also worth mentioning we got to do all of this in 75-degree weather, as opposed to the frigid polar vortex temps NYC had been subjected to.
The holidays afforded our family a lot of special moments with people we love. There was Christmas morning at home with my mom. Christmas evening on Long Island with Jordan’s family. A trip to Virginia to see my dad. And time to catch up with some of our dearest/oldest college friends in D.C.