Yup. You bet after all that work, I'm having everyone I love over to eat food. Message me if you want an excuse to come hang out and eat yummy treats on May 5. 💕
Every time I look at this painting, it makes me cry. (And I'm not a crier, remember?) I'm so grateful for this Easter weekend & the reminder that He lives. While nobody else may understand, He does. And that's incredibly comforting. I wrote Part II of my infertility journey out and finally published it. You people are more than welcome to read it if you'd like. [weandserendipity.com] -- Happy Easter, everyone!
The last few years, I've seen my dad in me more than ever. And I kinda love it. -We both don't cry. Like hardly ever. I know it can make us seem heartless, but I think we both just internalize everything. We have hearts, you guys! -Our love for music. Pretty sure we could rock out at concerts and blaring loud music in the vehicle for eternity and be totally okay with it. -We think some people look like animals. His neighborhood is a zoo, y'all. Chances are, you look like an animal and we have a secret nickname for you. But we're not telling, so don't ask. -Sense of humour. We're both a bit inappropriate in our thinking. It's a good day if you can get my dad to belly laugh over something. And usually, it's either filthy or completely stupid. He has become a lot more of a spiritual man the last few years, and it's something I look up to and am working on becoming. Because of him. I love you dad! Am so proud of the man you are & have become. I couldn't live withoutcha. 💕
In case you, too, needed a little reminder.
So THAT'S how they do it in their family.
Me & Mr. Scruffles. Oh my gravy, he's 😍