gonna be a long monday

sum of all parts right now...

this season of life, if given a title track, for me it'd be "long monday"...

♥ soul to soul, heart to heart, cheek to cheek - give me a kiss that will last all week...

these are the best life moments - us & those babies (that are so far from being babies that I'm questioned why I still call them that)

it's those first waking moments - the embraces, the hair stroked, the quiet of good morningness

it's those lil' faces at the end of the day that can't recount the day fast enough - the excitement and exhaustion, equally overwhelming the moment

it's the beacon of light and happiness that shines so bright through those lil' personalities - that whole bottled laughter concept - still working on that

it's the snugglin' for me, the ticklin' for deddy - the can't hold them close enough-ness

it's prayer time - hearing lil' hearts be thankful, silly and more Godly than I could have ever imagined

it's those last waking moments of their day, cozied up in their pj's, night night kisses and choruses of "iloveyousomuch"

♥ like a honey bee, buzzin' round a glass of sweet chablis - radio's on, windows rolled up and my mind's rolled down...

this is pace-of-life at times right now (albeit a lil' forced)

it's marinating in this time - taking it for what it is

it's "imbibing" likely more than we should but takin' it in stride - this time, fleeting like everything else

the radio's on - the one defining nuance that never changes - time/space have no bearing

♥ sittin' all alone on a mountain by river that has no end...stuck like the tick of a clock that's come unwound - again & again

this is the reality of the day - both sides of that railroad track - joy & sorrow running side by side

it's the stride of finding sunshine in the view, the hope in the day, relishing the moment

it's that rearview mirror - daunting if looked in too much - best to keep one foot in front of the other

it's reminding ourselves - "these days" are the "best days" even when they're not

it's believing that the "again & again" of feeling "unwound" is not a test, nor a vain discipline - rather that heavenly hand finding a hold on our hearts & days (sometimes pulling, sometimes pushing, mostly quietly holding)

♥ gonna be a long monday

the underwhelmingness of life's mondays becoming a solace of mind

♥ objects in the mirror may appear nearer than they seem to be...

thus, keeping my eyes on the day in front of me - all the perspective i need

- my times are in your hands -

Psalm 31:15

...indeed they are