the good stuff

i'm having a rough night. i went to the doctor this morning; reality is crashing head on into dreams i have for myself and my little family.

but what do you do? you push forward and power through. you tear up the stuff you don't want and you eat up the good like it is your very last meal.

the good stuff is returning this week with a vengeance.

this makes me happy.

fairly certain we will officially switch to mondays. what do you think? does that work better for those of you who want to link up? let me know!

the good stuff is...

my man's silhouette against a sunburst and wheat fields. story time at barnes & noble courtesy of daddy, with one little lone audience member, rapt with attention. brunch with the two souls i swear i have known forever (& a day). trying on sookie's teal peacoat and loving the contrast of it against her red curls. waking up in the mornings with a toddler smashing kisses into me and a dog cuddling with my neck.

my little grasshopper whisperer. lunch at the dear lizzie bistro. mini blue sunglasses and a rocking chair.

the tastes of fall dancing on my tongue; zucchini, squash and pears. the way a breeze picks up a gathering of yellow orange leaves and hurries them along as if they are tiny spastic ballerinas spinning every which way.

poppa playing in the sandbox with his girl. the beauty in the chaos that is a healthy, rambunctious, mess making toddler. the illusive promise of a new day. the way the clouds are scattered across a perfect end of september sky, while i sit at a streetlight and ponder the big questions.

a stack of 28 post it notes of things that rory loves about me, from my birthday. books with her frog. our bona fide scarecrow. 


see? this is why i blog. feeling better already.
would love to see your weekly gratitude posts and lists linked up in the comments!
xo.