Coming back from winter break is always hard. That taste of stillness and freedom always creates a mini depression in me coming back to work. I miss my family and the quality time with loved ones. It's the time I always miss being back home most. It's the time I find it hardest to anchor into my bigger purpose of service. It's the time I want to continue resting and serving myself for a minute. I linger on that thought. I, as you do, spend so much time pouring into others and I am incredibly resilient and able to separate my work from my personal well being most of the time. That said, winter break reminds me how important self care is and how hard it is to serve well when you're not rested and taken care of. Our collective stamina is so impressive. The way we continue to get up and give our all is not matched in any other group of people or profession I've encountered in my life but I would be remiss not to mention how much ge...