Spending the weekend with two of the coolest little nephews in the world.
I just want to keep dreaming.
The morning can wait.
My Mom has this old passport photo of her and my eldest brother that was taken right before they moved to live on a base in Germany. She thought she’d lost it a long time ago, but my brother found it and scanned it and sent it to her. It was in pretty bad shape, so I thought I’d try to restore it a little.
This whole summer seems to be full of cancelled plans and I can feel my resilience slowly being chipped away.*
*edit: I was in a mood. Things aren’t so bad. Running makes things not seem so stressful.
When something happens to you, you have two choices in how to deal with it. You can either get bitter, or get better.
—Donald Miller (via kari-shma)
I smell the scent of a wood stove burning somewhere off in the distance while watching the hues of flickering fireflies, accompanied by the sounds from all the living creatures, singing their stories into the night.
In two weeks I’ll be driving 15 hours to Wisconsin for my sisters wedding and camping and exploring. I can’t wait.
I think that for every adult responsibility you have you should have at least three child-like qualities to remind yourself that you never really have to grow up.