Antique door

     I bought an old door. I wasn't expecting much, just that I had been looking for an old farmhouse door and a stack of them were being sold cheap. The interesting thing about this door, is I did not pick it.... It picked me.  

     There were a few stars that aligned that I knew this was destiny.  I was the first to respond on the post so I got first dibs and in doing so things have started happening in my creative spaces of my brain.  This door has in a sense "opened" the door of my soul, to ideas both creative and business ventures.  

    I do not know where this "door" is leading me but I am excited to enter it and step into the new chapter, the chapter of trust, of myself, of eternity. 

My mini

Morning devotions while playing with this little man, he makes me so happy :) (except when he doesn't sleep at night😂😂)

Quiet of the morning

     6 AM the little peeps from the tiny monster arise in the other room.  We are battling a month of being off sleeping schedules and somehow my little 8 month old thinks the day should start that early (after being up twice through the night!).

    I sleepily walk back to bed after settling him back into slumber.  Upon hitting the sheets, body feeling as if it could fall passionately back into the dreams of the night, my mind had other intentions as if it was intravenously fed coffee somehow.  

    A few blinks, stretches and yawns my body follows my mind and I scrape myself out of bed and clamber downstairs to make some of the lucious drip drip Maxwell House.  In these wee moments of the morning even though I'd rather be sleeping, there is a wonderful sense of calm and quiet.  I drink this quiet in more heavily then my coffee.  

    This is my gift this morning, I will savor these few precious moments that end almost abruptly as this blog.....