Author: vanessalynn239

Two great people…

Not great together.  I was scrolling Facebook this evening and there right in front of me was my old Facebook account. It was reactivated and wide open. My heart skipped a few beats. I didn’t reactivate it. In fact, I haven’t looked through it in over 3 years. I just haven’t felt prepared to relive…

The Maybe Days…

I am sitting in my recliner in my bedroom. I have the chair reclined all the way back and wrapped around my neck are the little, loving arms of my three month old daughter. Her breathing is steady and she is fast asleep nestled into my neck. Every once in a while, a sweet heavy…

Accept the gift 

Of Today.  I have heard in many different pearls of wisdom that living in just the present moment can bring much happiness and peace… Yet, it is such a challenge… To. Just. Cherish. Today. Today’s sunrise Today’s cup of hot coffee Today’s steamy shower Today’s good morning kiss Today is an opportunity to dress kids To…

“No, me Bentley.”

“No, me Bentley.” My son was indignant as he told me his name….. We were sitting on the living room rug building towers with magnetic blocks when I said to him, “I love you my prince.”  To this declaration of my love, he quickly set me straight with, “No, me Bentley.” He is a little…

Choosing gratitude in every season. 

Choosing gratitude is a choice we make in each moment, each hour, each day, week, or season of life.  It’s an ongoing choice and an ongoing battle at times to choose gratitude. It’s easy to feel gratitude in the up seasons of life when we are experiencing a mountaintop view. We especially feel gratitude right…

A harvest season

It’s 4:31 on Saturday morning, and I fell asleep at 2:23 am. 2 hours of sleep, 2 hours is not enough for the day I am about to face. I know I need to get more than 2 hours, yet there is NO way my eyes will be willed back closed. No WAY. So when…

Picking broken dreams back up….

​Sleeping babies, messy kisses, squeals of laughter, declarations of “Mommy, hold me! Mommy look at this! Mommy, come here.” Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. And I almost missed it. I almost missed this beautiful gift times two.   Just a few years ago, I grieved many broken dreams and during that time, I laid down a dream…

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