Love Is

Love is

Love is a stranger’s smile
Love is a mother’s hug
Love is a father’s pride
Love is a brother’s high-five
Love is a sister’s support
Love is a grandmother’s encouragement
Love is a grandfather’s stories
Love is a mentor’s guidance
Love is a friend’s text
Love is a dog’s excitement
Love is a cat’s purr
Love is all the little things
Love is a good morning kiss
Love is soup when you’re sick
Love is flowers after a hard day
Love is judgement-free
Love is forgiveness when it hurts
Love is accepting without understanding
Love is all of this and so much more
Love is love
& Love is all around us

Seasons, Chapters & Changes

Whether it’s marriage, a new baby, or retirement, we always hear, “enjoy this new season of life”, or “what an exciting chapter ahead of you”. Ultimately, all anyone is trying to say is enjoy the journey – but that is often easier said than done.

Not every season can be Spring, and not every chapter will be the happy ending. We also face times of uncertainty, anxiety, unemployment, illness, death of loved ones, and so much more.

All this to say that using the words “season” or “chapter” make change sound a little less scary. Because let’s be real, change IS scary. It can be good or it can be bad, but the fear is real either way.

Ryan and I find ourselves facing a lot of changes right now. Including a new season of home ownership and a new chapter called marriage. It’s a lot, and as excited as we are, it’s still terrifying.

As I was thinking about seasons, chapters & changes this morning – this popped up on my Pinterest, and it just fits so perfectly. Immediately my anxiety evaporated. All of my life, in every season – He is still God. Can I get an amen?!

For me – it makes change a little less intimidating when I know that the next chapter of my life is already written by the One who calls me His child.

👐 NT

Late Night Thoughts, Vol 3

This past week, and today. I’ve been brought back down to earth. Not necessarily in a terrible way, but gently reminded that there’s still a lot I need to face. I’ve been neglecting my recovery and pretending to be okay, but I’m not okay, and that’s okay too. Nonetheless, I absolutely refuse to allow my past to steal the present that I’ve worked so hard for.

Tomorrow is a new day, and it will not be lost.