He’s not only handsome, he’s highly intelligent! But best of all, he snuggles perfectly. I really, really love him!
So, at the suggestion of many of you, and honestly, because I long to see something grow and live and thrive, I have been doing some planting in hopes to see beauty spring up all over the back yard. For those that remember, almost every tree we bought last year has died. We took the last of them out of the yard and planted new things last weekend. Gardening is therapeutic.
My mom took me flower shopping and we chose these. I can’t wait to see how much they grow this year!
I am a bit anal, I’m not going to lie, so I bought two of everything you see here, and planted an identical pot that sits across the porch from it. I’m even Steven…
Laughter and lots of snuggling have also been therapeutic to my heart. Wish I could say those sassy boots are mine but I’d break my neck wearing them…those are courtesy of Em’s auntie.
A day walking on Pearl Street in Boulder is always therapeutic…and seeing that my sweet girl can still ride on her daddy’s shoulders…well, that’s therapy enough for this soul.
We went to Boulder on Jason’s sis’ birthday…it just so happened to be THE day to be there to enjoy all the beautiful tulips.
Em and I went horseback riding, English style, with our friend Kristie. She taught us that the white stripe you see on the horse’s face is called a blaze. Who knew? We also learned the difference b/n English and Western.
And, as always, just watching my girl grow up is therapy for my heart. It’s not only therapy, it’s joy inexplicable! Love, love, love that girl!
So, thank you. Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for sharing your hearts with me, as well. It makes me sad that many of us have loss in common. I wish that were not the case. I pray that God would bless your hearts with therapy…His version, however it may look, so that you, too, may be healed.