Yesterday, I stepped over one of my barriers. I lit a candle and spoke my prayer out loud to a congregation of strangers. My heart was pounding, I had to catch my breath before I spoke. Then I walked back to my seat and thought to myself, next time I don’t want to be nervous. It’s uncomfortable to make change, to do how we do things, differently. As I sat in the backyard of my home, the sound of I-70 was roaring in the short distance. My little one and I watched the bees

About 10 years ago, with my middle child swathed on my back, I planted vegetable seeds in the ground. I wanted to figure out how it worked. I wanted to teach my kids a way of eating separate from a grocery store purchase. Each year since a new patch of grass has disappeared into the past and has become a new little urban garden somewhere in my yard. What was at first an experiment evolved to become a mission to learn to plant and raise foods that could feed my family. No