Wednesday, February 11, 2015

{currently::volume 2:: I've been an Eeyore, but I'm running away from my raincloud}


 
 
 
 
-the new year brings, new beginnings, new hopes, a fresh slate...this is not how my new year started, so I've deemed February 12th as my January 1st (more one this later this week).
 
-these last few weeks have been grueling...monsterous...some of the hardest days I've faced. There were lots of tears, asking God why, punching pillows and stomping feet. And after all that was over there were lots and lots of prayers, asking God for strength, and there was rest.
 
-I feel like I've just been surviving the last few weeks...doing enough just to get by, but yesterday I finally woke up. God does not want me to just survive, He wants me to thrive. And on those days when I feel like I'm going to just barely make it, I need to draw my strength from Him.
 
-I've jumped on the oily bandwagon and wow, I am amazed how much they have changed our lives. (more on my oily adventure later)
 
-my baby boy finally calls me "momma" all the time now, not just when he's upset, and my heart cannot be happier. there is something to be said when your baby calls you "momma".
 
-the last few weeks I've been an Eeyore and stuck under a raincloud, but the storm is moving and I'm running towards the sun.


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