Relaxin with some pretzel sticks and a pup.
Friday, November 7, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Hope and Sadness...
308/365
This morning I found myself reading dates on tiny headstones. Some old, some new, some only had one date, born and died, some a few days some a matter of months to a few years. Freshly turned dirt. My heart ached for my beautiful dear friend and her family. I thought of how close we came to being there, I thought of my Twinkies. I cried today. I cried buckets. I cried sadness and I cried hope. I'm so grateful for my Savior and the hope he can help us find. It's there, in everything, in the dark, in the hurt, in the sad and in the pain. I'm thankful for that peace, I'm thankful for that promise and the ability we have to gain strength and carry on.
My Hearth...
307/365
We have visitors and she is super excited about it. I am super excited about my pumpkin turkey and my chalkboard fireplace.
Thanks pinterest.
Riding a duck backwards...
306/365
We were able to celebrate a nieces birthday in the park.
It's finally Fall and it was a beautiful day.
Lost boy...
305/365
He loved my costume on Halloween and asked me to paint his face first thing this morning so he could be a "lost brother". Which, by the way, is adorable.
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