I’m linking up today with a host of bloggers and we’re all sharing a few of our favorite things. You’re going to want to check them out. The link is at the bottom of this post. Our world today is kind of a mess. Maria attempt to distract the Von Trapp children from the awful storm outside by offering some happy distractions, I hope that by my sharing a few of my favorite things, you will find a small bit of solace from all the crazy out there.
I would love to tell you that I’m organized. I would love to tell you that the clothes in my closet are color coded and all of my “Tupperware” is categorized by size and color. I would love to tell you that my computer files are neatly put into folders and I don’t have a million tabs open in my browser bar. But I can’t. And we’ll save the discussion of my email and photo hoarding tendencies for another day called “never”.
As I watched the video I put together of our “life so far” eight years ago for our 20th anniversary, a flood of emotions made their way to my eyes and gently trickled down my cheeks. It wasn’t like other times, though. This time the 3 minutes and 26 second photo journal concluded with a deep inhale of relief rather than exhales of grief.
I’m not a big crier. I don’t typically cry during movies or other times when it seems normal for people to cry. Sometimes I’ve even thought my crier must be broken. But an event took place a few years ago in my personal life that turned my tear faucet on full blast and I thought the handle might be stuck.
Empty Plate . Full Heart 