It’s time to get honest with myself… this blog is not really a productive blog, not sure it ever was, though, so that’s okay! Over the past couple of years my writing has been hit or miss. Life has had it’s changes, I’m now working at three part time jobs: tutoring students in my home, writing for Union Gospel Press, and my little bitty photography business. With our homeschooling and life in general added to those three things, as much as I would like to, I just can’t write on most days.
The words are still floating in my head and lodged in my heart, but they rarely make it past my soul and onto the page. What I have found with my photography is that I capture so much of my heart with the click of the lens. So, my goal is to put a glimpse of my days upon my blog as a remembrance of this year with an eighteen, sixteen, thirteen, and eight year old.
I’ve been looking for light these past few days. It’s been bleak and overcast, freezing cold to be exact. Often in the single digits with below zero wind chills, but inside the light is opening my eyes to beautiful moments.
1/365- While I was cooking dinner you came to read to me. I love how the light from the window lit up your beautiful hair and the light reflecting off the book lit up your face. Never mind that your hair was dangling into the soapy dish water behind you…. to me its perfect!
2/365- Polly Pockets…. nuf said.
3/365- Your eyes have stolen my heart.
4/365- Love the little Tufted Titmice that come to our feeders.
5/365- Morning snuggles with Bob are a must…. at least for Bob. They rest of us tend to hide our heads to avoid the inevitable head butts.
6/365- Sunshine streaming through the sliding glass doors is an invite to just lay down and soak it in.
7/365- A pop of color on a wintry day.