The clock struck midnight. The coach turned back into a pumpkin. And just like that, I'm 2 years away from being 30. I think there must be some mistake because I'm certain I was just at BBQfest my senior year having the most insane time of my life with Nikki and Libby. I mean, there was an Elvis involved.
No mistake. I'm still having the time of my life, but instead of Elvis and BBQ, I'm throwing sprinkles for Libby's second baby, working with #allthekids and living the #momlife. This number...28... It has a really distinct sound about it. It's so close to 30. I can't say I envisioned my life any differently. I don't exactly know what I envisioned at all. But I do know this. This has been the most amazing and most trying year of my life.
27 brought me so much joy. Having the ability to watch my Mollie Kate learn and grow has brought so much happiness into our lives. She is truly the best thing that has ever happened to us. On days that seem long and grueling, she brings the biggest smile to my face. And watching her daddy with her as she has grown brings a smile to my heart.
On the other hand, this year I've felt much failure. Failure as a mom. As a teacher. As a wife. Failure with the way my body should look. I have had some of the many heart struggles. I set myself up with ideals of perfection, all while knowing perfection cannot and will not be achieved. I am ever so glad that God does not expect perfection out of me. I am so glad that He sees my heart even on days that seem long and tiring.
I am taking 28 by the horns. I plan to love harder, laugh longer, and reach for my crazy dreams. With my husband, baby girl, family and friends by my side and the Lord in my heart, I know there is nothing I cannot achieve.
And my God will meet all your needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:19
We live by faith, not by sight. Corinthians 5:7