This face pretty much sums me up these days!
John made it home, safely! Thank God! Pictures to come!
We went to Beaufort and Disney and Sea World and Myrtle Beach and saw Kirk Cameron and have carved pumpkins and dressed as Captain America to "get those naughty troublemakers!" Pictures to come.
We celebrated what would be Trey's first birthday. Picture to come.
I've participated in and will participate in some projects I'm really excited about and that are bittersweet at the same time. Words to come.
In fact, that's the gist of this post. Pictures and words to come. I have THOUSANDS of pictures I've taken and would like to post. I have thousands of words that churn through my head all day long. Feelings that surprise me and thrill me and for which I feel great remorse-- I want to put to them to words but don't want to let them out of my head because I don't want them to come out in a way I didn't want them to.
I've never been one to not speak my mind.
But I've been feeling very, very possessive of my mind's thoughts...for a big part of this year.
I'm still feeling possessive, but mainly because I want them to be purposed.
So, Luke's face is perfect for me. Silly, contemplative, concerned and bold all at the same time. He reminds me so.much.of.my.mother here...a face that says, "I'm not sure of the details....but there's something. Just give me some time. It's coming."
Something's coming.
I feel it.
Rather, I'm feeling for it. Feel like I've been feeling for it for a while.
Waiting for it to find me?
Maybe.
Maybe not and I keep working on figuring it out.
You see why his picture is perfect, no?
