Protected: The heart of a wife
Ch- Ch- Change
Time for some honesty. Not the kind I unleashed last year, but plain and simple honesty. Change is hard. Change is hard to see. Sometimes I feel like I haven’t really changed (physically speaking). I feel like I’m the same person on the outside I was a year ago and then I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I see it. I really see the changes. Continue reading “Ch- Ch- Change”
Time
Time, I did a little research on time, here’s what I found…
“Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it. You can’t keep it, but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.”
–Harvey MacKay
“Time is very slow for those who wait. Very fast for those who are scared. Very long for those who lament. Very short for those that celebrate. But for those that love, life is eternal.”
–William Shakespeare
Don’t say, “There’s still time.” or “Maybe next time.” Because there’s always the concept of “it’s too late.”
–Unknown
“Time heals what reason can not.”
–Unknown
My experience with time is intimate. My feelings about time are deep. It continues to march on, with or without you. Heck you better make the most of it. I have learned time is precious and fragile. Continue reading “Time”
Sweet Heart Break
Is there ever a good heart break? I think so. I vividly remember after Zoë was born I found myself crying (not the sad, ugly cry), but because I loved her so much it hurt. I couldn’t believe how my heart literally felt like it broke a little. In that moment I know the small break made me stronger. It made my love grow deeper and wider. Growing requires something to break. The seed bursts open, the sprout breaks the ground, out of brokenness comes new life. Continue reading “Sweet Heart Break”
Roots
I found myself at the Asian market yesterday and as I walked through the doors I was smacked in the face with a whole lot of emotions I didn’t expect. I was instantly flooded with the thoughts of my grandma. Continue reading “Roots”
Real Love
Picture perfect. We all have these ideas of what is picture perfect for our life. We all have this dream of what our life should look like and what we expect it to look like. We try to navigate every day to achieve that dream. I finally stared those dreams and ideas straight in the eyes and just laughed. At the end of the day they are just a figment of our imagination. This year I had to let go of so many of these false expectations and ideas of what should be, or should have been. Continue reading “Real Love”
Dear Future Me,
This year has challenged me in the most unexpected ways. Today I want to set down a piece of luggage. It’s gotten a little heavy. That sentence takes me back to all of the times that I have traveled alone with Zoë and then with Zoë and Grey. I looked like a pack mule. I would carry a baby in front, a car seat on the back and pulled luggage in one hand and eventually another car seat in the other. Oh and I had my carry-on somewhere across my body too. It’s time for me to set my bags down and lighten my load. I don’t want to forget that I carried this piece of luggage, and I most certainly don’t want to forget the lessons I have learned from carrying it. Continue reading “Dear Future Me,”
Remember When…
I have this inner struggle lately with being content with where I am. I started out as a 22 year old teacher. The world was at my fingertips and I chose my career. Then I became a 25 year old mom and teacher. I tried the working mom thing and it was great, but stressful. I missed a few milestones, but the perks of my job kept me coming back. Deep down in my heart I wanted to be at home with my children, as much as I loved my students, I wanted to be pouring into my own children. Then it happened. I got the opportunity to be home with my children. Continue reading “Remember When…”
Sink or Swim
My first job in the classroom was the summer after my first year in college. I will never forget pacing up and down the hill by my dorm as my mom described the job to me. She said, “You will get hit, pinched, bit, scratched. Do you want the job?” I laughed and agreed to take it. Continue reading “Sink or Swim”
It is well with my Soul 