If you could know the miles I've walked
Each day of my existence
You would know how each moment needs
One to sit and listen.
If you could know the sights I've seen
The good the bad the in between
You would know my life means strength
Yet here I rest and wait
For one to hear my story at length.
Some days I don’t have the energy to workout , but I know I NEED to for me to feel better about this changing body ♥️💪🏼
Plus tomorrow is already rest day so I figured I should 😂
Day 2 of LIIFT4 and my arms are toast😝
I’m liking this whole workout for 4 days and rest for 3.
Definitely a balance I can do👌🏼
These are the holy moments. Unglamorous and unscripted windows found in our everyday, that we know are infinitely more precious than we realize right now. They are fleeting and won’t always be here. We take them for granted but they are wholeheartedly coveted by someone else. Simple and yet so significant.
Tomorrow will be a year and I just want to skip June 12th forever. I shot up from my sleep that morning with an unsettling feeling in my stomach. It was only seconds until my phone rang. It was mom saying, “You need to come.” I didn’t have to ask why. I knew. I knew it the minute I saw you. I knew this was about to be the worst day of my life. I had just asked you the day before to please tell me what to do to make you happy. To make you comfortable. I had watched you try so hard to hold on for almost three years. I knew you were tired. But I knew if you were still giving me kisses that we were okay. But that day you couldn’t do it. I asked your doctor what was best for you and the expression on his face was all I needed. I was no longer thinking of me and how I wanted to keep you forever. I knew you needed me to help you. It was the hardest and easiest decision I’ve ever made. I held your sweet hand and kissed you a million more times and I just prayed you could hear everything I was whispering in your little ear. For fifteen years, you did nothing but love me. I wish that life could have been more gentle with you, papa. You were the most perfect, loving, beautiful boy. I sleep with your baby bunny every single night, and I hope you hear me tell you goodnight. I won’t ever feel like the same me again, without you. No one could ever possibly understand the bond between us and the void that is now in me. But I’m going to do and see as much in this life as I can because I know you’re right there with me. Our adventures will continue and I promise I will come find you soon. I love you, little baby. I miss you more than I can stand. “You were always in my heart, we were written in the stars”... forever our song. xo, mommy
So here it is. I love baskets. 🔥
This isn't near as many as I own this is just the ones I emptied while packing up things to toss, sell or donate. 🔥
When I get to the stage where I add things back in a meaningful way I'll use them where I can, but I'm prepared to let them go if they cant serve a purpose. 🔥
I'm probably going to be really stretching the definition of 'purpose' for a bit but I'm learning! 🤷♀️