I am writing this to say that it's ok to just be you! There is no one else exactly like you.
just being me . . .
in the quiet of the morning . . .
Life is only a reflection of what we allow ourselves to see In the quiet of the morning I stepped outside into the brisk October air, McKenzie and I were out for our morning walk. The day was still dark, the sun rises later this time of year. Breathing in the crisp air, taking in …
who do I see …
when I look at me . . . I see an older version of me staring back in the mirror, when did I become this age? I see a mom, to a small baby girl, who has grown to become an amazing young woman. I see a wife, who is married to a wonderful man, …
