What can be better than two little girls in pretty dresses with their hair in pigtails? I’m simply loving having these two to myself during the day. They are such good friends and so delightful to be around. It’s a precious time.
I’ve got about 40 different posts all jumping around in my head, thoughts I’m trying to sort out, lessons I’m trying to learn, things I’m working on, and no time to just type! I had this same feeling at the beginning of the summer. Things were so crazy and there was so much in my brain that I wanted to remember. The second week of summer vacation I thought to myself, “We’re so blessed. It feels like we’ve already gathered a summer’s worth of memories in the first 10 days of June.” I was sure I’d remember it all, sure I’d record it. And then my husband got hurt and the entire summer was re-written. The sad part? I can’t remember that summer’s worth of memories. Taking care of my husband after his surgery and figuring out how to be a one man show, deal with major problems with the insurance company, and on and on just overloaded my brain, I guess, and now all I can remember is that I felt that way, but no details. In my mind it’s really just the summer of the knee surgery. So sad.
So even though blogging (our simply journaling) is rarely urgent, or at the top of our priority list, I’ve also learned the hard way that you’ve got to fit it in somehow, or you’ll lose the finest parts of life.
As I’ve said before, life feels breathless around here right now, and is likely to be that way for years. Somehow I’ve got to squeeze things in, not only here at Hopeful Homemaker, but in our journals and photo books and so forth. It’s hard to do, for even when I’m fully present the moment vanishes so quickly, but I can work at it.
Which is why I took those pictures of my little girls. Dresses and pigtails, arms around each other, ready to greet the day with a smile, my little friends that go everywhere with me.