In July, on a challenge from my friend Lisa, I dusted off my Instagram account. And it’s been true love ever since. I was a bit wobbly starting out, not quite sure how to pick and choose what to post. But I’ve since decided to pursue pictures that very much represent *real-life* to me… the things that intrigue me, inspire me, and the things I want to remember.
Maybe my kids being silly. Maybe a mushroom (yes, I have a thing for colorful mushrooms). Maybe my dogs.
Whatever it is, though, the pressure is off and I can just be me. The pictures might not be great, or mean anything to anyone else, but they mean something to me and mine. (Especially mine. In fact, I think my kids are more fascinated by my IG feed than anyone… wait ’til they see the books I get made.)
And these last few months have changed the way I see things a bit. I’ve found myself looking more for the beauty in the ordinary – the daily – than in the pre-meditated or the planned.
So when I looked out the window the other day and saw Isabelle pushing Tallula in the little orange car, both still in their jammies, hair messy from the night before, I figured I’d push this *real-life* thing a bit further. And I grabbed my big-girl camera.
True, some days we are still in our jammies, with messy hair, but I’m grouchy or the kids are fussy. Or both.
But these days?
Big sister pushing little sister in the cozy coupe.
This day, I don’t want to forget.
We found out a few weeks ago that Seamus has an advanced oral sarcoma. Our vet has given him another 2 – 3 months to live. Thankfully, for now, the pain medicine is allowing him a good quality of life and we are able to continue to enjoy life with our beloved boy for just a bit longer. But we would be grateful for any prayers on behalf of Seamus. He will leave an awfully big hole in a whole lot of hearts when he is gone.