It’s been a little over a year since I moved back to Indiana.
This morning I was sitting at my desk going through the stacks of cards I received for my birthday.
The older I get, the more I realize that life truly is a balancing act.
If you had met me a year ago, you would have been greeted with a loaf of freshly baked bread drenched in butter, some homemade jelly and a smile.
Imagine what it would be like to live in the past, even just 100 years ago.
Hello! I’ve been gone a while, adjusting to life with two little ones.
Babies are being born just about every other week around here and it’s been going on for the last two months.
This week has been an incredibly long one. I don’t know exactly what it is about getting older which makes things always a little more sentimental.
“When you come to the end
of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.”