Here’s what I’m la la loving this week . . .
I wonder where your feet will take you this week? I wonder what your week will entail?
Do you ever spend too much timer wondering or worrying that you forget to wander? You forget to let those painted toes test out the waters because you’ve been planning your every step?
Sometimes I feel I have nothing to offer. Not even as a mother. My voice feels small. Lost in all the noise. And I think, “Should I even speak?” “Is it a waste of breath?” “Of space?” I know it sounds dramatic, but I know some of you feel the same way, think the same things, which is why I’m adding to the noise, waisting my breath, taking up space.
It’s Friday and I’m thinking about friendship. Thanking God for friendship, really.
Do you remember the days when you would write B/F/F at the bottom of letters that you passed in class? I remember some girls changing B/F/F’s more often than their clothes. And I’ve known some school-made B/F/F’s to last a lifetime. My mom’s elementary B/F/F is her B/F/F to this day.
It’s easy to try to categorize your friendships and try to make them fit into an elementary B/F/F mold when nothing about life is elementary any more. I did this for a long time. I didn’t realize what I’ve kind of always known about myself . . .