Last Saturday, I was up earlier than normal. As Allen was getting ready to go with me to accomplish some last minute shopping and Braylen was still sleeping, I pulled up Facebook on my phone. And I scrolled through to see a status update from someone I didn't even know. Thanks to the new (or maybe old, I'm not sure) way Facebook allows things to be shared I come across tons of pictures, status updates and links, from people and pages I've never heard of. This time, I read this particular status to myself as I shook my head from side to side in disagreement. The words before me on the screen certainly carried validity, I won't deny that. But it was the line regarding the "Pinterest era" … [Read more...]
how my two-year-old taught me about Christmas
This past weekend we watched another Christmas parade. BK takes it all in, she stands very still (which is extremely unusual) and watches the entire parade. Waving her hand back and forth and shouting "Merry Christmas" as the parade passes. I leaned down to her during a pause in the parade, right after she had gleefully shouted, "Merry Christmas, everybody." I whispered in her ear, "Braylen, do you know when Christmas is?" Thinking I would get her standard, "On Friday," answer. In case you didn't know all good things happen on Friday, or so it seems that way in her little mind. But her answer was much deeper than the norm. She looked at me with such an excitement and said, "Right … [Read more...]
God gives me that
A few nights ago, my sweet Braylen Kate fell asleep in our big bed while watching Elf. Her tiny body snuggled up to my arm, I watched the rise and fall of her chest as she fell into a deep sleep. I couldn't help but think of how safe she was, nestled close to my body, in the confines of our home. For me, the emotion comes hard and heavy at night. Quick and merciless, overtaking every single fiber of my body before I can shake the feelings of overwhelming worry. This tiny child, lying so peacefully still, won't always be able to snuggle into my arms and give me this feeling of extreme security. And when my heart is overwhelmed and tears spring to my eyes. When worry takes over my body … [Read more...]