lightyear

yesterday, i realized that it was exactly a year ago that the kids & i had been asked to consider moving back to new york. it was such a hard look at life as we knew and loved it. a few days later, i blogged about it once words and feelings made their way down to my fingers. where a no had stood, a yes had bloomed and it was full steam ahead with willing hearts of uprooting and following him once again, selling our ranch, rehoming three rescued dogs, and the et cetera that tends to follow the et cetera.

today, i look out that very window in amazement at what has transpired in this past year. the unbelievable and the unexpected squatted at my doorstep until i was forced to let them in. it is nothing short of miraculous how God created skin & tissue to mend the second it is damaged, how souls can somehow stretch themselves inside out and still thrive, how children can bounce back from such monumental chaos, how one can still smile after becoming a common statistic and how a family can become closer after it has been forced to reshuffle a smaller deck. God is a God of miracles.

in honor of the two uns that were at the door and the lessons that were packed in their knapsacks, there is a bouquet of blooms on the table that still bathes in the resilient light.