To those who have reached out in such kindness after our temporary closure, and to all the friends of The Kalamazoo House, we know we owe you an update. We only wish it were less bittersweet and more definitive for you.
So in any disaster or crisis, you see silver linings and good things. For years I’ve joked that my faith in humanity gets shaken almost daily, and restored every time—almost always by the end of the same day. Both in our Kalamazoo community and in the outreach from our K-House guests, my confidence and love for the goodness of humans is soaring to new heights.
What’s it like being an innkeeper? Of course as with any profession, it isn’t all rainbows, unicorns, and roses, but we genuinely love it. To give you a sense, I thought I’d share a bit about what a typical day looks like.
Sometimes if they don’t get a chance to meet her during a short stay, guests will ask “where’s Stephanie?”. I will often joke about how hard I make my “sugar mama” work. I may say something like, “Someone has to earn the health insurance for the family,” or, “We certainly don’t want to let grass grow under her feet.” It’s a joke because those who know Steph know she’s always on the go—about as busy as anyone I know. And it’s true now more than ever.
