Can we just embrace the chaos and noise? Embrace the laundry and dishes? Embrace the floor littered with, well…everything??
I don't have a baby anymore...and, suddenly, for the first time it's okay because I know I will NEVER FORGET.
Dear Girl...did you know you were made on purpose? With a purpose?
I wish I could tell her to have faith and trust Jesus...with her heart and her babies and her husband's addiction and her life.
Let go of the stressing and striving. Let go of distraction and discontentment. Let go of chasing perfection. Your kids don't want perfect...they just want you.
Maybe if I’m just more prepared. Maybe if I start a little earlier. Maybe if I plan just the right back-to-school breakfast and after school snack. Maybe it won’t be a total shitshow.
Our happily ever after is far from fancy and not even close to glamorous...