What Really Counts
When we first started thinking about making the move back to my hometown of Hayesville, NC there were a lot of people who thought we were just flat out crazy. The endless comments about how small it was, what it didn’t have, what we would be missing, lack of this, lack of that, the home we were leaving, and the list went on and on and on.
Let me just say, I am a thinker by nature who can quickly get in my own head and worry about EVERY little detail. So..when these comments were made, that’s exactly what happened. My mind and Mama heart went crazy with worry about impact to my daughter. I shed so many tears thinking and worrying about my daughter and what was best for her future.
When I finally took the time to step back from it all and really looked at the things that were being pointed out to me, they were just that. They were all things that could be physically counted in some way or another. While I knew those things mattered, they weren’t what mattered most to me.
What I wanted most for my daughter were those things that I felt were so priceless that they couldn’t be counted. I wanted that hometown where people knew my daughter by name. A place she could wake up and really breathe in the fresh mountain air. A place should could walk in the woods and see wildlife at every corner. A place she could grow up with cousins her age and make memories that would last her a lifetime. A place who came together under the Friday night lights and a place who loved you no matter how much or little you had. I wanted her to feel at home around every corner.
While my values may not be the same as others, they are mine and they are what I dreamed of giving my daughter since the first pink line appeared. So here we are, back at home, and living the life we hoped for and with a little girl we never stopped praying for.
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If I Die Young
Nobody likes to think about their mortality but in the past couple years, things have happened that I never thought I would see in my lifetime. A virus that shook us to our core and changed the way we live, way we think, and the way we look at the future. Everywhere I turned there was some form of heartache or illness that was plaguing people I know, young and old. Lives taken entirely too soon.
The Best Little Things
What makes your day special? What do you think about when you lay down at night? Do you smile looking back at something that happened during the day? It might be a small thing, and that’s where the beauty and hope lies.
