I don’t know about you, but I’m so thankful to see Spring come this year. It’s not that Winter was all that terrible (after all, we only saw snowflakes twice!), it’s just that my heart has been craving the sunlight that pours into my kitchen window on crisp mornings, where you can find me sipping my coffee as I listen to the birds chirp through the screen door.
This Spring sure looks a lot different for me than last Spring did. I think back to those mornings I waddled out the door right after the time changed, dreading my almost-hour-long drive to work in the dark. It was a hard season. My feet (actually, all of me…) were so swollen, I wasn’t able to sleep, and I was filled with so many questions about what the little life I was carrying would be like, and of course about delivery. I was nervous, excited, scared, you name it…
This Spring, I’m still kind of an emotional wreck, if we’re being honest (because HELLO have you seen how fast our boy is growing!?), but I have grown so much in the last year. Jesus is so faithful. This past year hasn’t been easy, ya’ll. Grayson and I have been stretched thin, challenged in ways we’ve never been challenged before, and forced to make some really hard decisions. But, oh… He’s taught us so much through it all. He’s stood by us, He’s given us more than we deserve time after time, and He’s woven our love story together even sweeter with memories that tell of His grace and His love with every fiber.
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the Heavens.
Photos by my dear friend Meredith, whose talent and sweet spirit are second to none. See more of her work here!