Thinking About My Girls....

This past Sunday, I took a break from painting and stood still for a day. I watched my little girls....two and six.....hunt eggs in sweet dresses. Wind blowing.....shrieks from Sophie saying, "I found it!" Wondering when Grace will decide she's too old to hunt eggs (she already found out who the "real" tooth fairy is....by accident).

And tonight, my hubs and I sat back and discussed our lives. In brutal honesty, I'll just say, we examined it and figured by all the world's standards, we are not very accomplished. We are both teachers. Our bank account empties pretty quick each month. I just had to "undo" something I said I would "do" because of my lack of time and commmitment (I hate disappointing people). We haven't yet "saved the world" like you imagine you would by the time you are thirty. Let me just say, the words "we suck rotten eggs" came out from my mouth a time or two.....I know, fabulous vocabulary.

It's funny how sometimes you can't see the forest for the trees. My hubs quickly reminded me in the middle of my pity party that in all the things that do matter, we "don't suck rotten eggs". We love each other. Our children are pretty decent kiddos. We create. We dream. We hope.

It's hard to examine your life. But in my "rotten egg" moment, I have to look at these pictures and remind myself what really matters. These girls. Our marriage. God's greatness showing through.......the good stuff.