With the changing morning weather comes a new season of my life, one that I have waited for for many months. Life has been challenging and staying present and not riddled with anxiety and sadness has been difficult since, really, April, when my grandmother passed away. Lately I have felt more connected with her than I have in many years as dementia took hold and swiftly, yet slowly, took her away from us. I feel a calm and comfort that I know comes from her, and my faith, and am grateful beyond measure that I feel happy.
Sour Cream Banana Bread
This has been a tough year for everyone in my family. 2016…the year of change and evolution and even death. We’ve all experienced it. I am excitedly looking toward the Fall months, and then the Winter, when we can close out this year with one another amidst all of our love for each other, and begin anew. But until then, I’ll be savoring these next several months and reminding myself of the things that I used to love, before.
Seashells and silver.
Decorating and baking, reading for pleasure, sitting outside, exercising and taking care of my body, expressing kindness and positivity and reveling in all the good that God has placed in my life. Simply put, living in a state of gratitude. It’s been too long since I have done that.
And so, this weekend, there was more of that. Planting new life in new vessels (succulents, to be exact!), baking up a storm, things that make me happy. Spending time with my sweet husband who loves me so; smiling. Not just feeling happy, but being happy.