New. Camera. Lens.
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| P shooting bow my dad made. |
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| J’s idea of appropriate outside attire. |
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| Enough with the pictures. |
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| Ok I’ll smile … for chocolate. |
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| Please don’t kiss me. Please don’t kiss me. Please don’t kiss me. |
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| Love. Love. Love. |
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| Nutcracker! |
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| Crown Center Plaza |
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| Joy. |
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| Art with Granmom. |
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| Literally watching paint dry. |
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| Long J. |
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| Stop. Taking. Pictures. |
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| Flying. |
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| So sad. |
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| PLEASE LET ME CLIMB THE STAIRS. |
~M.
I love this post- I’m new to you, connected by my childhood friend Hannah Mabie. I can relate to your seriousness, not necessarily by my own experiences, but more through dear friend’s experiences and those I shared with my NICU families (I”m a NICU nurse). Thanks for sharing, for being vulnerable, for trusting God and experiencing hope in the midst of the pain and uncertainty of this life!
BTW- any tips for regularly blogging? I have a blog, but tend to be about as serious as you seem to be, and I’ve had a hard time maintaining it!
Thank you. So glad you are “here”. As far as regularly blogging, hmm, let me think about it a little and get back to you. Definitely want to be upside down blogger, but aside from that, I probably should write down my goals. Initially, def want a chronicle of our lives. Sort of a journal without the whiny teen angst. Having others read my words makes them much more intentional. Trying to make it part serious, part fun though. I don’t know!! Lots for me to think about now.