word of inspiration: samples of spring
source of word: It’s been a beautiful winter, and now beautiful spring … I feel like we’ve had more than just samples of spring, we’ve had a gorgeous spring – full on! When I see the word “spring” in my mind, I actually see a little lamb with a green wreath standing beside an old wood post. white lamb. fresh green wreath. grey reclaimed wood post. You see where I’m going with this …
/1. this green overcoat has my vote /2. green sofa to be green with envy over /3. i’d like this sign, please /4. this necklace needs me /5. ahhh, some fresh lily of the valley /6. all about the bison these days /7. retro bikes hold a special place in my heart /8. foliage prints /9. this. green. gem. ring. /10. these high stools are something i could live with /11. succulent goals
We’ve been getting our house ready to sell this week(!) as there is a possibility of purchasing a property out of town. Even as I typed that last sentence, I was totally pinching myself! It’s been a dream of ours to live outside the city and live a bit simpler of a life. Waking up and going to bed in a wide open space, looking west to see a beautiful mountain view, having room to house our projects of sorts, owning a space to get our hands into the dirt and just create … and the crazy thing is, this dream could possibly be coming true! There are still a LOT of hoops to get through before this becomes a reality, but this is closest we have gotten!!
That said, we’ve been trying to get our current house in shape for pictures/listing/showings and it’s been a crammed week with the cycle of: purge, clean, rearrange, repeat. View full post »
Let me just start by saying, I love this song. And seriously, hello and how are you??
Since the start of this year, it’s been a bit of struggle to get into our new groove, but that doesn’t mean we can’t still get there, right?! It’s been a bit quiet over here after our month of sickness in January, a bout of mastitis, our littlest joey with a cold that won’t relent, a sweet trip up to Jasper and now … a mama with a broken foot. Yup, you read that right b-r-Oken. Oh the silly things that can and did happen *face palm*.
I literally started a post a day before my “trip up” saying how I was amazed how having the third child has really caused us to slow down. Little did I know we could be forced to slow down all the more! And sometimes, when you have to do something because you have no other choice, it becomes hard. This season definitely points to that – no driving, a “little” sleep deprived, long and seemingly never-ending to-do lists, some post-pardum depression signs settling in … It becomes hard and for me, at least, and is an easy time to start feeling sorry for myself.
I was listening to a podcast the other day (pod casts are my JAM these days!), the neurosurgeon being interviewed said something that resonated with me … “Our emotional reaction to things isn’t because of our circumstances, it’s because of us.” You mean, I can’t blame someone or something for how crummy I’ve been feeling about my current state? It
Then, the very next day at church, the speaker was encouraging everyone to dig deep and wake up to the reality that: if we are not training ourselves and get stuck in ruts of complaining and blaming, it is nobody’s fault but our own for not moving/improving/growing in our lives. Anyone else sensing a repeated message here?
I’m so thankful there is a “BUT” to most things and sometimes, the unexpected turns in our journeys end up being the most beautiful and exactly what you need. Minus the weekend, I’ve now been homebound since last Tuesday and it literally feels like a month(!) BUT, our house is clean and that folks, is a huge bonus/thumbs up feeling over here. The boys are a bit stir crazy – understatement as we get out usually are on the road to something or somewhere a few days a week – BUT I’ve been able to actually play with boys for good portions of time as I now have to sit down for most of the day. And those are just the first things that come to mind! There is always a positive outlook … sometimes I just have to keep trekking on to get that vantage point.
So I’d encourage you, wherever you’re at today, at the nice outlook point or on the muddy path leading towards it, there is a vista up ahead. You might as well enjoy the place you’re in and find a smaller scale view because I can guarantee there is even a smidgin of beauty – if you’re looking for it. And the best part? The view only gets better ahead.
pic pix: a gorgeous view on our ride up to Jasper, AB, Feb.2016, HWY AB-11 Alberta
It’s five years today, babe. Five years of being the woman by your side. Five years that I’ve been protected, unconditionally loved, helped, encouraged, supported, spoiled, spurred on … by you, my husband.
You’re the one I rely on. The one I laugh with the most. The one that makes my heart leap upon entering the room. The one I share our great joys (boys) with. My greatest support. My absolute. My darling. My everything.
To dream of our future and the years upon years of anniversaries to come only makes my heart happy. You are the one and only one for me. And that, quite frankly, makes me the happiest person alive.
I thank heavenly Father for the gift you are to me today and everyday, Matthew James. I love you so so much, m’love.
pic pix: out in a farmer’s field on our wedding day, 19.Feb.2011, Cowboy Trail, AB – Gabe McClintock
“Listen–are you breathing just a little and calling it life?” – Mary Oliver
Maybe this sounds funny, but it’s not every that I get to spend ALL day with my boys. Sure, I am there from the moment they wake up to the minute they are in put back in bed for the night but not all that time is spent just with them. Cleaning, hosting prep, errands, play dates/coffee times, chores all take time … away from us. Some days are meant to just get ‘er done but others need to be for just being together.
A goal of mine this year is to add more adventures to our weeks. And not feeling the need to invite someone else to join us but purposefully going by ourselves. It’s hard to not even call someone last minute, but I’ve been sticking to it (this may sound foreign to any introverts out there, but extroverts, you know what I’m talking about!) and we’ve had some pretty fun times as a result of it. To be just “the four of us” feels 1. like a funny thing to say as I still can’t believe I have THREE children(!) and 2. like the next best thing to it being “the five of us” when Papa can come.
I sometimes wonder what they will remember of our day to day life from this season – will they remember? Pictures will certainly jog their memories and I hope the weekly carrying on of adventures with just “the four of us” will too.
pic pix: zoo day, Jan.2016, Calgary Zoo