Life is busy and honestly, I’ve been exhausted lately. Always having to be “on”, feeling overwhelmed trying to juggle family and work life, and constantly wondering why there never seems to be enough hours in the day.
Rather than continue in this draining cycle, my husband and I decided to escape the noise and take a break from our hectic schedules.
I had the incredible opportunity to work with Getaway House for a hosted stay, and the two of us recently left the busyness (and our kiddos) behind for a refreshing weekend in the great outdoors of North Georgia!
On November 14th I celebrated my 38th birthday. I planned on sharing a photo on social media that day to celebrate a “new year, new me” or something like that LOL, but my day ended up being a whirlwind and I never had the time. I was too busy being pampered and prepping for something I never thought I’d do.
I witnessed the sweetest moment this week. Completely unprompted, my middle child began reading God, I know You’re There to her baby sister. It was the cutest interaction and literally made my heart burst!
God, I Know You’re There is a darling book I was gifted from FrontGate Media, and I can’t wait to share 3 reasons why it’s a must-have for your collection!
Empathy:Theability to identifywith or understandtheperspective,experiences, or motivations of anotherindividualand to comprehendandshareanotherindividual’semotionalstate.
Grief has been my leading emotion this week, but for more than just personal reasons. I grieve for the state of this nation and our world. And I grieve for my community and those around me.
I grieve the loss of human decency and the lack of empathy that freely and flippantly flows out of the mouths and actions of so many. I grieve when excuses are constantly made for poor behavior, and when people are hurting, truly hurting, the silence is deafening because you’ve determined it doesn’t pertain to you.
This type of grief often leaves me feeling helpless, heartbroken and alone. It’s exhausting and infuriating when incidents like Charlottesville occur and I know I must guard my heart deeply. Not only for the tragic nature of the event itself, but also for the insensitivity and hate that is sure to follow.