it's november!
i tend to be a bit sad when october ends. these last months of the year go so fast.
my plan for the day is to shake the funk that has descended on my attitude over the last few days.
i tend to be a bit sad when october ends. these last months of the year go so fast.
my plan for the day is to shake the funk that has descended on my attitude over the last few days.
(i reread this post by my dear and wise friend for some needed truth.)
it is a struggle not to compare my life to others. maybe my biggest struggle.
but i don't want to believe the lie that there is something better out there i could/should be doing.
i want to be here living out my roles with joy and peace.
on a side note, doesn't that above photo look like an album cover for some hip family band.
jesse and the rippers? yes, i just made a full house reference.
here's another thing i have been thinking through
another struggle i'll come clean about.
i feel so uncool. doesn't that sound very middle school of me? but there is something about these beautiful, artsy, hip, and oh so lovely bloggers that make me feel inadequate. let me say - it is not about these ladies - only my personal insecurities - that are the issue.
the only one i need to bring glory to is Him.
this i need to remember.
we made it out of the corn maze even with these three in the lead.
maybe because after the confused-we're-lost-moments halfway through, the adults took over.
her first braid crown. i am actually really good at styling hair, which may sound fun considering how much gia has. but considering her coarse and curly texture, we tend to avoid anything complicated. for her poor scalp and my poor sanity. sometimes though, we take a chance. and lots of detangler.
methinks there are never enough green chiles.
carved on tuesday night and designed by the little harts.
and that post pumpkin carving cry is just real life.
oh my sweet-tiny big lion in his late night sugar coma.
i have some weighty, serious thoughts i'd like to put to words soon.
yesterday was our one year anniversary of luca's autism diagnosis.
when they stop swirling around in my head, i will be ready to give them a voice.
or maybe i shouldn't wait.
because i have been kinda waiting for them to stop swirling for 12 months.
hmmmm. . .
well. . . happy friday, dear ones.
xoxo,
