It’s been two years.
Two whole years ago, I went into labor in the middle of the night, two weeks before my scheduled date.
Two whole years ago, I went into a hospital and brought a little boy into the world in a more traumatic way than I’d hoped.
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We moved into our house one year ago. It has taken me exactly one year to finally share photos of this house. I’m always slow to post, but a full year?! I just posted last year’s Santa pics too, so maybe massive delays are just my thing.
Here’s a little background on this house and how it came to be.
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Your mess is your message.
I heard this on a podcast and quickly wrote it in the notes on my phone. I’ve often felt like I’m unqualified to lead this tribe of inspired folks because I don’t have enough of life figured out.
My coach told me a story of a girl traveling with her mentor to lead a seminar. On the plane, the mentor is reading the book that they’re headed to speak on. She asked him how many times he’d read the book and he said this was his first time. Shocked, she asked how they’d be able to present on it if he hadn’t even read the full book yet. He said, “You only have to be one chapter ahead.”
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March 23, 2020 — I got married. On a Monday. In the middle of a worldwide pandemic. Without actually being engaged first.
On a Monday afternoon, Zach and I got married by our pond with just the kids, a photographer, and an officiant. Only a handful of people actually knew it was happening beforehand.
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I made a list. It was a list of things that I’d like to get done at #magnoliaridgeLA. Even when I made the list, I knew all of the things wouldn’t get done. Nonetheless, I dedicated a special page in my “life book” — my notebook that keeps things rolling in my world — to a list full of things to get done in one week.
I am a list maker. I can’t operate without lists. I make lists for work, grocery lists, lists for things to do at home. I even make lists on my days off of things I’d like to do for fun. I add things like “pick blackberries” and “wash towels” to lists. I don’t know if I could operate effectively without them.
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I sit next to my laptop on my lunch break as I’m working from home. I’ve decided to use this break to work through some Hope*Writers teachings, as I’m longing to bring back my pre-Corona writing habits. I’ll use this little window of opportunity intentionally instead of scrolling instagram. I am so mature.
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I read a post from a fellow hope*writer about finding our inner child during this crazy time, and it stayed with me all day. I found myself asking silent questions in my mind like:
What did I enjoy doing as a kid?
What do I do for fun now?
Do I even know how to have pure, unadulterated fun?
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