...Tired, tired, tired of sick. We can't seem to get past its grip. The stomach flu over Christmas has now led back to ear infections and sore throats that we had going on before Christmas. And it makes for some weary moments for a weary mama.
Excited about the stirrings of conversation from the dearest man in my life about possibly building a small photo studio...
Loving being back on a schedule and incorporating some much needed disciplines into my life again.
Growing in my love for God's Word.
So proud of this boy for his dedication in meeting reading goals (and of course joining in his exuberance of earning a free personal pizza).
Learning a little bit more every day about what love really is. And how far away "self" must be to truly love the way Jesus implores us to.
Shocked at how fast kids grow up. Shocked.
Laughing over my "epiphany" that I don't hate cleaning. What I hate is that feeling of being behind in cleaning/organizing and always feeling that looming over my head. Ends up - I really like cleaning when I am caught up. It's almost strange.
Sometimes puzzled over the way relationships change with time and circumstances. The last few years have brought alot of that for me. -Never sure if I have made some missteps and some how botched up relationships that are dear to me, or if time, busyness, and normal "life" have just been in play.
Trying hard not to get testy and unkind during specific times of the month...
Still working on memorizing Psalm 119. Apparently my brain has about a 22 verse threshold, then it turns on me in a rebellious sort of way that mixes words and confuses verses. Nice.
May possibly be turning into a morning person. Maybe.
Bursting with ideas for vinyl wall decor, new curtains, refinishing a coffee table, and painting cupboards.
Fairly certain that Noe B only stops talking when he is in a deep sleep.
Emotional over the cancer diagnoses of one of the sweetest ladies I have ever had the privilege of knowing, and am learning greatly from the sturdy faith her family is demonstrating.
Still pretty sure that this is the year of "acceptance" and "surrender" for me. I don't have to like it, but I am (slowly) learning it.