As I shared in my post last week, I've just not felt "right," a little unraveled and in a funk.
Thanks to several of you who commented on my post, helping me feel that I'm not alone in the funkiness of this season. But I truly am beginning to feel the sun shining again.
On a snowy, cold, early morning last week I saw this young Amish girl (with her little brother riding in front of her) pushing her scooter down the road. It was barely light, sleeting/snowing, cold, and gloomy...a yuck of a day. And yet there she was, scooting along with energy as if it were the perfect spring day.
Despite the dreary circumstances, she had her mojo.
This week my heart is lighter, my mind is clearer, my soul is happier than it's been for many weeks. I can see the light at the end of this dark tunnel I've been traveling through.
God is good, all the time. And even when I've felt alone, I know He has been right there with me. Life is full of mountains and valleys...you can't truly appreciate the highs without experiencing the lows. I'm so grateful to finally be trekking up the mountainside again.
I'm taking a couple of online photography courses and excited about getting out my camera again. Finishing up a crochet project I abandoned when Mama's health started plummeting. Booked a vacation next month to scratch my travel itch. Learning a brand new art technique I've been wanting to try for awhile. And I'm finally enthused and inspired to start blogging regularly again.
And to top it all off...I know it won't last forever, but for TODAY the SKIES ARE BLUE AND THE SUN IS SHINING!!!
Things are looking much brighter.
At long last,...
...I'm getting back my mojo.