I am torn between documenting my life on here and my life needing to be private.
I am still taking a lot of pictures just not ones I can share.
Foster care is like I thought it would be and whole lot of stuff that I didn’t think about.
It’s seeing a broken system, broken child, and broken parent and wanting desperately to fix it all.
But you can’t.
You can just give hugs and push for change.
My Hammock broke on me yesterday…
Ouch.
I hung it myself if that tells you anything.
Nick said he was going to hang it this time, I will let him.
The rope I bought to hang it broke.
In my defence it was made for that purpose so clearly not my fault…
Of course it had been frayed for a bit.
If only this big pile of leaves was under the hammock at the time.
May all your falls have soft landings today.
And may you not swing on any hammocks with questionable suspension…
For my birthday all I really wanted was my husband to be home and a walk in the woods.
And that is what I got.
Being in the woods always makes everything else go away.
When things press in around me the woods push them back.
I always thought church should be outside instead of in a stuffy building.
I guess rain and other bad weather might discourage people from coming though…
Ha.