Questions

 Favorite hobbies?

Random fact about you?

Favorite magazine?

Favorite author?

Favorite book?

Reading, writing, thrifting

I like to doodle

Vogue or Tatler

Tolstoy

Too many

Your turn?

Hands

 A little smile

A big hug

A joy

That isn’t spoken

In simplicity 

An ordinary life

Becomes extraordinary

Not because 

What we want

Changes

But how

We approach it

Shifts

And we realize

That as

My hands

Are occupied

My mind

Can’t wander 

Down the rabbit hole 

sea of glamour

 Swimming in a sea

Of tulle and jewels

Regal Red

Corseted Back

Diamond Brooch

Pearl studs

Gold slingbacks

The best accessory

The smile 

That steals

The global community’s

Heart

Batting average

 As the sun rises

On this beautiful morning

I’m reminded that

What I thought

Were losses

Aren’t looking

That way

Anymore

I’m still impatient

And want it

My way

So folks

I’m still

Being molded

I’ll take small wins

All day long

Because my 

Batting average

Lately

Is nothing

To write 

Home about

These days

Questions

 How was your weekend?

What’s for breakfast?

What’s on your heart?

What is your cart?

What are you reading?

Pretty good. Had some company over. 

Honey Nut Cheerios

Too much. 

Food and not much else

A new book by Lorraine Brown. I just started it. No review yet. 

Happy Monday

Fails

 Good morning

What do you

Want from me

To be me

Without pause

To not question

My love for you

To trust

And put 

Your faith

In the One 

That never fails

saturday.

 I’m learning in all this that the complicated things don’t faze me, it’s simple mundane tasks that give me anxiety. I’m realizing that asking for help is not something to ashamed of even if I still do feel shame. Full dependency on God looks like His fellow children every day. It seems I have to ask for help every single day. I have to not see this as failure. My mind has to rewired completely. I wish I were joking. To be so intelligent, yet feel so inept. So inadequate. The things I have to ask help with would make you laugh. If it were funny that is. I’m embarrassed of all the things I need help with these days. You all said to let it out, so here it is. I’m glad God doesn’t laugh at my needs. Some days it feels like I can follow directions correctly 

Sending love on this Saturday