The sunburn on my heart....

     It is 1:00 p.m. and here I sit drinking cold coffee I made at 8:00 a.m. this morning.  I need to write today. I should be napping, cleaning, eating...doing a million other things, but I am choosing to write.  I need my therapy today.  Today has been a normal day, but I keep feeling this urge to write .I feel it deep within my bones. 
    I feel very raw today, you know when you get a sunburn and every little thing hurts when it touches your skin. Even the wind blowing makes it feel like razors across your back....I feel like I have a sunburn on my heart right now.  My heart just hurts today.  It could be because life just has a way of doing that sometimes, doesn't it?  People disappoint you, plans fall through, friends move away, yet you have so much to be thankful for that it feels selfish to be anything but thankful. 
   So today I noticed something about myself.  When I feel my heart is under attack, I don't stop moving. I try anything to distract myself of the feelings inside. I spent 30 minutes trying to build a Godzilla sized fort for my two girls which they knocked down in 30 seconds. I didn't want a spare second to be free to reflect on the battle within my heart, but is that really what God wants of me? Why am I not going to Him with my heart? Why am I not giving Him control of my heart and what I do with it? That worried me that somehow in my last year of being in my twenties, I forgot what my Heavenly Father is truly capable of.
   I am glad I got a chance to get this out, but I feel cold cup of coffee date with the Creator of my heart, the Keeper of my secrets, the One who knows all things and I know exactly where to find Him.

      So a couple days ago I was at a play group with the girls and a mother came up to me with a friendly smile and asked, "Are these your girls?" I smiled and politely said, "Yes, can't you tell." Then she said this little gem, " I just love that your girls have mullets. So cute." I looked at her with an accidentally-on purpose stink eye. Seriously though, who does that? Then I grabbed the girls by the mullet and walked to the nearest swing and let their mullet blow in the breeze.  I happen to think mullets are adorable no matter how old you are. Seriously though, I do. 

     Enough of the mullet talk. Tomorrow I am bringing and 3 year old and a 1 year old go strawberry picking. Picture that. Now picture that as it pours down rain. That is definitely blog worthy. For sure. So be sure to check back. I will even try to insert a picture or two.


-Kelli

   

Count your blessings

     So if you haven't tried a Paint and Canvas before, you need to with best girlfriends/husband.  It was such a fun environment and great meatballs to snack on! :)  
    After spending a weekend with one of the most positive people on the planet, I decided if want to complain today, I would just smile and count my blessings instead.  Let's just say, I did a lot of smiling and counting today. My cheeks hurt. ( I am not complaining!) I need a good cheek workout, anyway.  (Have you seen my girls??) I proudly pass on my big cheeks. They will thank me later.  I am convinced that smiles just look better between two big round, red cheeks.


Totally random post today! Check in soon to read about our first summer outing next week.  I am sure you will not be disappointed.