May. It’s been since May.
Holidays. Vacations. Birthdays.
Anniversaries. Sunrise. Sunset.
Seasons have
changed. Our home address has,
too. The music player at the bottom of this blog now has to be opened in another window to play.
The space between Then and Now has been full. And I feel like
we need to reacquaint ourselves. To
sit over pots of coffee and catch up while littles interrupt our every three
sentences with a parade of dress up clothes and “Mom-can-you-help-me’s” and breaks
of laughter.
We’d join in, you and I, cuz those little people remind us to play. And eventually we’d get caught up. ‘Cuz we juggle and adjust. Catch and release. We make room. We welcome-mat each other and the
fragments of life shared, moving ever onward.
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Tennessee. Our annual May family trip, ten years strong. |
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I love my sisters. |
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The woods and trees and hiking that slay my heart every May. I inhale and sigh just looking at this picture. |
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Summertime littles. |
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Our Eden turned FOUR in July.
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And our Maizy turned ONE in October. |
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Jon and I celebrated NINE years in August. |
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And my little brother got married in November. |
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We welcomed TWIN nephews, born in a country on the other side of the planet, celebrated madly in our hearts. |
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The sunrises in our new town are stunning.
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And the sunsets are not to be outdone. |
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Trips back "home" to visit family and friend-family are sweet. |
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And creating new memories with friends in this new place has been, too.
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And once we caught up, we’d
celebrate. ‘Cuz it’s Christmastime. The gift of hope-restored has
come. And that kind of hope reaches out to grasp hands with the New Year. All things fresh and possible.
This blog space
will be changing, shifting in January. White canvases.
Clean slates. Suns yet to set and rise. And I’m
really excited about what will come. All things new.
I’ll be back
next week with a Christmas-specific post.
I’d love to welcome you back here one last time, and then move on
together. Join me?
Happy Tuesday to you and yours.
love love LOVE!!!
ReplyDeletealthough it would have gone better with one of your pots of coffee... :)
welcome back, friend.