It’s no secret that I have been depressed for a while now.
Apparently I just needed to go see my aunt and uncle, who moved to Kansas a while back, all by myself without the boys or Jared.
The above picture was taken at Grinter Farms this past Saturday, just after some hot air balloons took off:
The morning was stunning.
But while Grinter Farms was nice, it wasn’t the photo op that made the weekend.
It was spending time with the people I have known who I have loved and who have loved me and treated me as their own my whole life.
It had probably been since before I married Jared that I had been to see them by myself.
And while I was there with them, I remembered that life is not so bad.
I remembered several craft projects I used to do on a regular basis, projects that would probably make pretty good Etsy store items.
I remembered that consistency is the key to having a tidy house.
Best of all: I remembered that I am loved. And very, very lucky.
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