I was outside this weekend with the kiddos and started thinking about this blog. I was watching Ainsleigh and laughing for the hundredth time about this hilarious thing she does. As soon as we get outside she starts collecting sticks like a little bird. As fast as she can she starts picking them all up until she has a small bouquet of twigs. Then she wants to take them everywhere with her for the rest of the day- in the car, in the bath- everywhere. Alot of times we ask her to set them down for pictures but occasionally its like where’s waldo….finding ainsleigh’s twigs in photographs.
Anyways, I wanted to write that out so that years from now- when we are all older and she is grown we can laugh about that. And I have documented the silly little story of ainsleigh and her sticks.
I was thinking….no one cares about that….but I do, and I want it written down.
And it got me thinking.
This little space I have created on the internet is special to me.
I have created incredible bonds.
Sometimes I have heavy heavy stuff on my heart…like this post when Chris quit his job or this post when we lost our baby or this post when I almost killed Macy on accident.
Those were heart wrenching moments when I needed my outlet, my writing.
Then I have posts that are just pictures that I want documented like the post where we went to the 4th of july parade.
And sometimes I like doing photoshoots like this one.
And sometimes I have filler posts. just to get me to my next deep thought.
But I want room for all of it…. the heavy and the light.
From weeping of thoughts to meeting my baby in heaven to ainsleigh and her sticks.
Thanks for walking this journey with me and my family :).