Bits: Terribly Amazed

Sometimes it amazes me that God could take two imperfect people, plus one lifetime of passionate "for better or worse" commitment, and make three perfectly imperfect little souls.

Someone just couldn't decide if pumpkins should have faces or not.

I am also terribly amazed that He sees fit to give us weekends like this:

That same Someone was given a tube of terribly fascinating lip gloss.

Longtime friends turned aunties, eating a leisurely brunch of pumpkin cream cheese muffins and fruit and bacon and eggs...

listening to worship music, mingled with laughter, while a slight autumn breeze blows in from the back door and the coffee pot drips perfume just behind us.

All of us saying, "Every Friday should start just like this."

Watching home videos going back as far as a brand new Hope and our shiny young{er} faces cheering for first baths and figuring out how to trim those teensie nails that once felt so intimidating.

Now sets of toes have grown big enough for painting too.

My one-and-only arranging all of this, plus a concert later that night, for a gift on the day I turned thirty-four. {Shane and Shane.  Go. Listen.  So good.}

More soul satisfying songs meeting us on the back row where we recognize that life happens too much not to take a moment right then and also say, "I love you, friend."

Sleepy soccer Saturday bringing us more fans than usual, ones who unconditionally love three little personalities for all their cuteness and any of their messes-- one of those auntie angels treating us to first-day-of-fall coffee flavors and jack-o-lantern shaped cookies afterwards.

Such a short time later when sad faces and big hugs whisper, "I'll see you soon.  Miss you so much till then."

Just like every time those we love have to turn their cars in the opposite direction of our little road, though, we work to find our happy and our home back among one another.
It's beautiful and exhausting.

And I am so very grateful for the terrible amazement of it all.
~Katrina