written on the evening of june 12, 2024 | today you are six, my lovemy boy of wonder and lightlover of the color yellow and baking and picking flowers and making others laugha day full…
simply loving
“you are your home.”@orionvanessa
“you are your home.”@orionvanessa
“I think when we get to heaven we are going to be shocked. Things we thought were so significant and big here will be small there. Things that seemed so insignificant here will actually be big there. I bet the things that made us feel…
it’s cozy (and spooky) season, everybody. autumn is a time for renewal for me… summer can be really harsh here in carolina- so i usually feel alive again once late september arrives. even if the weather outside still slightly disagrees, i have decorated our house…
“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”-F. Scott Fitzgerald
motherhood is beautiful, the most beautiful, but it’s also hard and is often full of great expectations. there are moments that test you and pull at you and leave you needing the light back again. i want motherhood to be another testament of my love.…
we were coming home from a fun wedding saturday evening, when i started to have lots of feelings about not being able to see my mom and dad for their 40th wedding anniversary the next day; to honor and celebrate their beautiful marriage and everything…
perhaps in the waiting,we are notwasting time,but doingthe hard workof findingnew rhythms in a quieter,slower versionof life. -morgan harper nichols
Hopeis the thing with feathers “Hope” is the thing with feathers –That perches in the soul –And sings the tune without the words –And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –And sore must be the storm…
happy first day of kindergarten, my beautiful boy; with the old soul and sweet heart you are so very loved.