This is Why

It's been almost two years since I purchased my home.   The very first time that I stepped onto the property that I now call home I envisioned BBQ's, pool parties and friends milling around. I saw my adult children chasing their little ones, swings hanging from trees and bikes left laying in the yard.  It's what sold the home. The image of  the chance to make memories in the same place----over and over and over. 

In June, I was able to see that vision fulfilled again. Montgomery Jane had her 1st birthday in Gigi's back yard. It was so beautiful. Kiddles worked so hard to bring Montie's party together.  Papa G built a flower cart to be the focal point of the Parisian Flower Market. The whole afternoon was perfect.

                                                                                                                            

I'm so grateful for my home and family. <3

Shine. Always. 

Accepting and Letting Go

Some truth you hold
Some you let go
But in the end, you've got to know

What kind of love
Is a love that won't break down?
What kind of love
Honestly knows no bounds?
Hopes all things, believes all things
Never, never let me go  -
What Kind of Love, Amy Grant
(Bonus CD- More Music from Behind the Eyes)

Some truth you hold........some you let go. Such simple, profound words of wisdom.

I'm learning to hold some truths. Hold truth...but, let the weight of other people's  presumptions and conditions go. Somethings just are what they are; And somethings are the way they are because you haven't held to truth. 

I've been in some fairly intense therapy with a Christian therapist for a couple of months. My goodness, the things we hold on to and wounds that we protect.....the lies we swallow and regurgitate and swallow again. 

Apparently,  I'm somewhat of an emotional hoarder. Walling up my pain behind busyness and outsourced projects that keep me moving....because when I'm quiet, I feel. And when I feel, I think and when I think I can't make sense of the pain I've known....so it becomes a whole cycle of self-imploding. 

I'm learning to hold and let go....to think and feel and release. Don't hide behind the pain and wall up the feelings for later, when it may make sense.....just let it go.