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Fun in the Sun Day










Wading pool, popsicle's, sprinklers and chalk was my morning yesterday.

I took Makenna and Madison to my niece's house so they could play with their cousins while we played catch up. It's funny how you can live 20 minutes away from each other but never get together. 

Our conversation started out emotional because it went back in time. I'm telling you God keeps taking me there for some reason. As I was listening to her I felt like she was telling my story - at one point something she said was the last line I had written the night before. I have always said I don't believe in coincidences - it's confirmation. 

Our conversations became lighter as the afternoon went on and we sat watching the kids running through the grass full of smiles and giggles. 

I had been thinking about my niece a lot lately, so I was happy that I had initiated the get together. We're both just so broken - it felt great to unload with someone that gets it. She said, " I thought I had fixed myself years ago, but I started going to therapy because I'm numb - I can't even cry." My response was, "I don't cry, it's too much wasted energy." Maybe I need therapy as well - guess I shouldn't say maybe, I do. But, I don't have time at the moment because right now I'm thrown in the middle of other peoples messes that they've created.                                                                                                                                      

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

Happy Tuesday... Count your blessings!


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