I’m officially rebelling against the busy. Not allowing it. My heart needs to rest on the joy and peace, not the busy. I’m ok with stepping away from the crazy, saying hi to the quiet and letting myself enjoy the season. I think that will help our whole family enjoy the season and remember our purpose. Not easy, but the alternative is beyond hard.
Each month it seems I’m regaining more air in my lungs that I didn’t have while I was consumed with the details of baby maintenance. . .and not even just breathing deeper, but being able to give it out instead of take in. Its really wonderful.