Dear Birthday Girl

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For as long as I can remember, I’ve written birthday letters to my hubby and boys. In them, I pen dreams and wishes, celebrating the sparkly lights they shine inĀ our home and beyond. And this year I decided to write myself a birthday letter. Because I’m emerging from a dark December and want to celebrate myself more and self-loathe less. …

Resolutions are “SO Last Year!”

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With New Year’s Day on the horizon, conversations surrounding resolutions and goals hang in the air.

I’m all for setting plans and putting them into action, but something about those words carry an obligatory weight, the thought tiring before I even attempt.

2014, the blessed turn from old to new page- heck, more like opening a new book – promises clean lines and open space to

Dream.

Hope.

Pray.

Holiday Panes

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One of the reasons I’m drawn to windows is that no two are alike. Each has a story- where it came from, glass clarity, layers upon layers of paint, chipped wood, unique hardware- they are a hidden secret, these windows. From one side the glass appears unscratched, the wood clean and solid, but turn it around to see the bottom left pane loose, paint worn, wood shabbied, a chunk missing from the side.

The same window, but different in appearance depending on what side you view it from.

I’m finding the holidays to be like windowpanes.

A Binky for Donald Duck

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We’re going on about 2 hours now; the endless crying and snotty sobbing, the getting out of bed, the wails for Mamaaaaaaa!! echoing throughout what my whole being senses as the entire neighborhood.

Remember this post, Retraced Steps? The one where we took Ty’s binky/pacifier/chupie/whatever you want to call the plastic baby crack? After a week of sleep deprived everyone, Bry and I acknowledged that sometimes it’s not about being right, it’s about timing for all parties included. We gave Ty his binky back for naps and bedtime to ensure all four people in our household slept again until a future date. Lesson learned.

Until last night.

OH HAPPY DAY Take 2!

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In light of celebrating what is supposed to be mom and dad’s 42nd anniversary and dad’s 65th birthday, I’m forever grateful that we celebrated them well last year. More so, I’m thankful I shared these words with them {especially dad} – words that he read and felt and knew. I smile even now, remembering when we were over for dinner one night and as I bathed the boys in their ginormous tub, I saw this post taped to their bathroom mirror:

{written June 25, 2012}

OH HAPPY DAY!