Some days, I'm just quieter. Some days I just don't have a lot to say. I mean, I could say a lot; plenty to talk about. But in this day I don't want to force it.
If my aim is to be authentic, then today I own that I'd rather be quiet. And that's okay.
Right here when a new week is starting and 31 Days is drawing to a close I think I'd rather thumb through my pictures from the week, pause, and feel the weight in my chest of a full heart because of what's been.
|a skeptical look on this handsome face after I gave him a taste of a salted-caramel coffee recipe I made up|
|12-year-old hands hard at work all weekend doing scientific experiments for her school project|
|a blurry photo of two peas in a pod dressed for their own land of make-believe|
|this sweet girl's smile|
|being sneaked up on by this munchkin|