Beauty in the sticky messes of life
I’m not sure what it is exactly that gets my mind going a million miles an hour while I’m walking Bella, but if you catch me talking into my phone and recording things next time it’s because there is so much that comes to mind and I don’t want to forget it! Two things in particular this morning really hit me. I see all of the flags starting to go up around town, in peoples yards, on FB profile pics…It seems like so long ago but I wonder how many people on this day in 2001 appreciated everything that came their way. None of us are promised tomorrow…did those victims know that?Did they live in a way that showed that? What about the families left behind…did they make the most of the last day they had with their loved ones? Did they set the craziness of life aside for a few quality moments with their child? Were they intentional to tell their husband they loved them before they fell asleep that night? Continue reading “Beauty in the sticky messes of life…”