Years rolled on again, and she had a daughter. This ought not to be written in ink but in a golden splash.
J.M. Barrie | Peter Pan
woke up grateful. grateful for the air i breathe and for the opportunity to live.
things have been so clear lately. choices. life. decisions. but most of all living.
I’m learning that perfection does not exist and it’s okay to learn. it’s okay to do life and it’s okay that sometimes it’s messy. and it’s okay to cry but it’s better to pick yourself up and get on. because you rise. and live again. and for that I’m grateful.
and some randomness that has been on my mind. especially yesterday. Is…what would the world be like with out Facebook. and snapchat. And Twitter. And how crazy we all look to the outside world trying to prove ourselves and we spend so much time instagramming to get likes. but truly that’s not living. that’s struggling. I’ve backed off my Instagram tremendously the past few weeks and social media has been on my mind. Don’t get me wrong, but I promise you your Instagram followers are not your friends and your community. they are complete strangers and they are flawed humans just like me & you. You can.not. Be living if you’re on a social media sight numerous hours a day. I just don’t want to wake up one day and say where did my life go and there it is, all spent. On that. Just had to get that off of my chest. For me. ❤️ because we all need a reminder to live.
loving my fitbit.
been enjoying barn sales and time with friends. and dance parties.
valentines at ten & six years old. that’s so fun. and special. and sweet.
reminding myself choosing love always wins. and trying to teach my kids that too.
party in the USA is still my favorite song, ever.
in the throes of creating a Barbie dream house for my girl turning six.
been drawing & painting like crazy. and reading. like two books a week.
tripp is getting ready to try something new. and he’s drawing and reading like crazy. it’s funny how kids are so like you it’s scary.
whitley is my dancing queen. and will have her backhand spring by summer. i can just feel it.
thinking of spring flowers, baseball & baby chicks.
lunch with my brother every week has become my new favorite thing. and talking about life. and dreams. and laughing at family’isms.
our grandma. she’s ninety. and she makes us laugh. and says everything you’re not supposed to say. but it’s so real & refreshing. and you can’t get mad. she’s ninety.
and fun. trying to find fun in everyday. it’s my life motto. be different. have fun. so doing it.
and disco balls. i really want one. i’m pretty sure i’ll have one by the end of this week.
choose love. and fun. xoxo
heather b ✌🏻️❤️