I believe I can fly. Okay, that’s not true. 🙂 I believe in the power of laughter, and in finding the silver lining to the darkest clouds. I believe God gave us an incredible spectrum of emotions, and that He loves every one of them. I believe in Honest Writing, with all of my heart.
I drive my husband absolutely insane, because I talk too much and I think too hard, and he has to hear Every. Single. Bit of It (because he’s my #1 Best Friend, so I blame him).
We have a son in Pre-K who is a Miracle Baby, and who had better Never. Ever. EVER. ghost on me, because I spent 33 days in the hospital to give that little booger life, and I will Never Let Him Forget It.
I believe in the power of JOY, because my husband and I have been in the darkest valleys of the soul…and finding your way back out of that level of darkness takes a joy that only God can give, if we are willing to tilt our heads to see the Son. Our daughter, Hannah, died at only 29 days of age, in November of 2006. She died, I almost died, and our hearts were broken beyond repair…but there can be, as crazy as it sounds, laughter in the midnight. I lost my faith. Joy helped me find it again. I’d like to tell you more. Scar tissue is beautiful.
I believe in the love of Jesus…in the incredible, all-encompassing love of Jesus. I don’t understand it, I don’t get it, but I Know It Is Real.
I believe He loves us beyond our wildest comprehension, and beyond our biggest mistakes.
I am a Grounded Optimist who’s feet are stuck on this planet, but who’s heart is constantly dreaming…I am an Opinionated Wife who makes her husband crazy, but who loves him ferociously….I am a Helicopter Mom who trusts God to take care of her child, but will flat-out shank anyone with nefarious thoughts toward that baby.
And of course, I am a Well-Dressed Hot Mess. Aren’t we all?