Well one more thing off the list… it's exhausting to have two kiddos cooperate and have me, the photographer, have everything ready to go. What happened was baby wasn't ready at first. So I had to feed him. And then Lexi thought it was over before it began. So when she didn't want to look at the camera, she didn't. It's hard to direct this little army, so just ignore the non-ironed collar and poor hand placement. We're going with real life dressed in white. At least Gammi was here to help out where Mr Smith failed me. Gammi hoped in at the end. The light was gone before I could even pretend to get dressed. I'll be in a photo one of these days.
Perhaps I'm ready to begin again, again. I struggle to add more words to the universe & I feel the same with photos. I let two of my passions die, both rather abruptly. My posts used to write themselves, I felt so guided in what God needed me to say. But this past year, my words have been removed. I moved from this blog over to Instagram as a better place to connect, but then everything became a distraction, and even the good distractions soon became too overwhelming. I can't possibly do every craft or recipe I've saved at this point. Unfortunately, I became painfully aware of my addictive attachment to my algorithm & lost much of my peace & productivity because of it. Satan knew, but I was too slow to recognize complacency & emptiness disguised as creative options & worldly debates. "The days are gone that you can be a quiet and comfortable Christian." I am definitely not raising quiet Christians, but perhaps we are still trying to be too co...










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