Not my physical voice, but the who-I-am voice.
Because I wanted to be everything to everyone.
And I failed.
It was bound to happen.
And you know what? I think that's okay. Actually, I know it is.
And these past few days while my kids have been gone, I've been listening. Listening to the One who has always loved me. Listening to the prompter of dreams. And figuring out how to be me. This could prove to be interesting.
A few snapshots with my favorite little ones of all time. And yes, my little man was trying to put the lens cap on my camera for me.
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