This past school year has been just like my journey to motherhood. A little place in my body, growing something new. Taking far too long and leaving me lost in possibility.
I was listening to Rob Bell's podcast recently. (One of the things I am doing with my time while the boys are at school.) He was speaking with Krista Tippett about creating a space for something new to happen. It hit me like a lightening bolt. That has been my journey this year. This opportunity in time for something new to grow. A lot of praying, meditating, reflecting. And a whole lot of House of Cards. ;)
read this post from Ann Voscamp. So good and so timely. We need triage for moms of teenagers!
Mostly, it has been a school year of exhausting growth all around. All the good stuff. The goodnight kisses, the homemade Mother's Day gifts, the silly puns during carpool. And it is all mixed in with grouchy mornings, forgotten chores, and harsh words spoken. It's a swirly blend of breathless and grateful. Stressed out and simultaneously aware that we are living one hell of a wonderful life. Just doing my thing to be the Motherly Love that guides this band of wild men.