Poco Mountain Girl

I’m sitting here in pure Carolina mugginess on a bench on my back porch. It’s the kids’ second day at school after their 3-week break, the day after America’s historic solar eclipse, and close enough to David’s return from NY that I feel like I can start counting down the days.

Though it’s been well over a month since July 12, I never posted my birthday pics, so I decided to put them here. There are so many faces of my life as I embark on another year, all my beautiful cards and flowers, little handmade presents from Zia, four Cinebistro tickets Cash somehow procured(!) and the gifts I enjoy every day–my sweet kids, a few bits of my art, and the man who fills my world with color.

Living in NC still feels new, and I still feel like a displaced Coloradan, but I can’t argue how incredibly good life is. I look at my crazy, spunky kids and it thrills me that I’m their mama. I’m on a journey to love them better, know them better, and respect who they are created to be. I’ve been entrusted with seeing them from babyhood to adulthood, and the gravity of that scares me a little–in a good way.

That man in the black cowboy hat treats me like a jewel, and I treat him like the solid rock that he is. We’re burnishing each other’s rough spots softer and smoother with every year that passes. Of course, I want him to stay a little rough.

We’ve made a home here in the south, or the east, whichever you want to call it. Our kids are happy at their school, I have time to do my work (I should be doing it right now), and David has an awesome job doing breakthrough technological things that I won’t even try to put into words, or I’ll completely reveal how non-techie I am. But on second thought, I’d just be revealing how very artsy I am.

I never want to take these things for granted, and I always want to be overwhelmed with God’s goodness toward me. I could pine for the mountains, or for a home of our own with goats and a garden, for the weather to be cooler and dryer, (or for the zillion bugs to take a hike instead of eating us alive) but the truth is that our life is right here, right now–and it’s going by at lightning speed. Before I know it, forty-two will be sixty-two, and then eighty-two. Like snapshots and lightning bugs, I want to catch bits of this life, hold them, and revel in them before everything changes again…because in a minute, it will. <3

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