Kimber J.

It’s 5:13am and I’ve been fighting sleep for two hours and one minute.   I finally gave up.   Made my bed, put on some leggings and sweatshirt, made a cup of coffee and sat down in my favorite chair to think.   The last several days have been riddled with cram-packed schedules and pollen-induced tension headaches.   I’m so done with headaches.   It starts behind my eyes and wraps around to my ears and down my neck.   So done.   Yesterday I was given the gift of alone time for a few hours so I went for a pedicure; an indulgent treat for this busy mom.   The salon and technicians are familiar to me because it’s a place I’ve frequented for almost nine years.   Even when I didn’t live in Humble I would still come to this salon during visits to family and such.   The technicians are kind but they don’t talk too much.   The price is fair to competitors.   The salon is clean.   My visit yesterday was the same, yet different...

Milestones.   This is a tricky subject for me.   Sometimes I celebrate the milestones, sometimes I grieve them.   Theoretically, today was supposed to be a milestone.   It was supposed to be the opening to a new decade of adventure and experience.   Instead, it was just another day.   What do you do with an unreached milestone?   What I thought was supposed to happen today didn’t and there’s really no undoing it, nor do I want it undone.   I am all at once numb, tired, sad, thankful, curious, angry, empty, and thankful a bunch more times.   My God is so good to me.   He surprised me with saving grace at the exact moment I needed it even though I didn’t know it, and while I sometimes wish things were not as though they are, I trust Him.   I trust Him more every day. Romans 15:13 (HCSB) Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you believe in Him so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit...