Some days, I feel down and withered, in desperate need of encouragement and food for my soul.
Oh, and then, those long days, where I feel like I am spinning a web. A web that is never finished, and I just keep spinning and spinning.
Other days, I dream of floating away, just for maybe an hour. Just long enough to drink some coffee and enjoy a good book, all by myself.
And, well most days, I feel full of life. Head over heels in love with my boys, my man, and all those around me. Excited to see how my boys will grow, and blessed to be, along with God, the gardener of their lives, pruning and watering as they grow.
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