I'm on thankful overload. I haven't been able to narrow down a Thanksgivingish bloggy post to something that makes sense because my brain keeps reeling through images of my life and I've narrowly escaped panic at the realization that I am so blessed that I don't know how to show enough gratitude. It's not balanced. How can a person be this blessed?
This is a little earlier this morning. A parent sits/lays anywhere in this house and there is an influx of little people who want to be ON TOP of them. (Right after I snapped this picture, #4 tipped over and hit her head and cried. Both babies started waiving - the sign for "nigh-night" - and they were promptly put into thier cribs where they stood right up and grabbed onto the rails to look at eachother and baby talk.)
There is so much beauty in this world. Surely it balances out the ugliness.
There is so much love. I hope that everyone feels it. It is enough love that I might burst. (how can I be this blessed?)
There is enough good in people that we can share what we have with eachother and be more balanced. Surely there is enough good. I wish I could take pictures of the good and put Good on display.
How many things I am thankful for. Some of them are silly. Like markers and cookies and toenail polish. Some of them are eternal. Like family and love and God. And everything in between.
I took these pictures. I made this stuff with my own two hands. I wrote these words. It's just a bunch of craziness, but it's what in this noggin. If you're going to use any of my stuff for your own stuff, just ask me. (I'm sure I'll say yes. I'm nice like that.) And a little linkie love never hurt anyone if you know what I'm sayin;)