I've always had a love of fresh starts and new beginnings. That wonderful feeling when you write on the first page of a journal or flip over a new month on the calendar. I'm reminded of Anne Shirley. "Tomorrow is a new day...with no mistakes in it...yet!"
So, naturally I'm excited about this beginning as well. A little corner of the blogosphere to share the thoughts, happenings and graces of our bustling family.
To write about and capture in time sparkly rubber boots parked in front of the bathtub.
My little girl who wants to be a mommy when she grows up and the two little boys who plan on travelling together to the moon with their cousins once they are old enough to fly.
Sticky fingers and stickier kisses. Late night musings and prayers in the dark with my strong, funny, patient man.
There is so much that goes on. So many "moments" packaged inside moments that light up my life....and, I'll admit, sometimes drive me wild. Each of them is a gift, a lesson, a grace, a joy.
I mess up. I laugh a lot. Some days I cry more. But my goal, my hope is that I can help my family thrive.
Not just exist, passing time together, but to truly thrive.
It's a tall order, this journey of being a woman, but at the same time, each day is a new beginning, a fresh start, with no mistakes in it....yet!
So, naturally I'm excited about this beginning as well. A little corner of the blogosphere to share the thoughts, happenings and graces of our bustling family.
To write about and capture in time sparkly rubber boots parked in front of the bathtub.
My little girl who wants to be a mommy when she grows up and the two little boys who plan on travelling together to the moon with their cousins once they are old enough to fly.
Sticky fingers and stickier kisses. Late night musings and prayers in the dark with my strong, funny, patient man.
There is so much that goes on. So many "moments" packaged inside moments that light up my life....and, I'll admit, sometimes drive me wild. Each of them is a gift, a lesson, a grace, a joy.
I mess up. I laugh a lot. Some days I cry more. But my goal, my hope is that I can help my family thrive.
Not just exist, passing time together, but to truly thrive.
It's a tall order, this journey of being a woman, but at the same time, each day is a new beginning, a fresh start, with no mistakes in it....yet!
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