Ahhhh the Lord’s Day is upon us once more and today it feels like Fall here in Northern VA.
The sun is shining and I have opened the windows to allow a breath of fresh air into our home. I love this time of year. I truly do. It encompasses all my favorite things. Football, apple pie, applesauce making, pumpkin bread with walnuts and mini-chocolate chips, beef stew, roladen, hot chocolate with marshmallows, wearing hand knits and not perspiring in them, boots, jeans and lots of pretty scarves.
Absolutely nothing here is new, except the shoes. It’s all been showcased here in What I Wore before, accept I don’t think I have ever paired this clutch with these pants before. KH’s gift pushed me to take a walk on the wild side today and I have to say I like it. It’s bold. It’s pretty. It sums up how I feel in this outfit.
I mean I feel like I could run for a mile in this outfit…shoes included.
LOL! I know, I know, cheesy…but I had to try. I mean check that balance baby. Ah.may.sing.
Just sayin. This gurl got skilzzz…
September also happens to be my birthday month. On September 25, I will turn 47 years old. With everything happening with Miss Courtney, somehow that 47 years feels a little heavier than in the past. Someone asked me yesterday how I felt about the possibility that my girl might go to heaven on my birthday. I took a deep breath and felt nothing but joy. I answered honestly, “It would be a great gift to me, for her suffering to be over, wether it be that day or any other.”
I mean that from the bottom of my heart. My daughter deserves a beautiful and peaceful send off to her beloved Lord no matter what day that falls on. This month, next month, the month after. We have prepared ourselves as best we can and we are surrounding her with lots of love and laughter everyday. She is being held and sung to, stories are being read and when she needs to sleep, she is snuggled in her favorite blankets, made by the hands of those who have spent 22 years loving her.
Courtney’s sweatshirt says it all. Thank you, Thank you, Thank You. It is a beautiful, peaceful time in our home and I would not have it any other way. The doors are open to those who need to say their goodbyes and she smiles for each one, always leaving room for a miracle if God so chooses. She is a gift to me and to her daddy and big brother. We are the ones who are blessed beyond measure to make this journey with her.
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