If she said it once, she said it a hundred times, "Nothing stays the same." My sweet mom is right, nothing does. To that I say, thank goodness! Number one, I like change. It's part of my m.o. I can't really stand to do too much the same way for too long. It is also comforting to realize that if something is going on in my life that I don't like, if I hold on to God long enough, the stormy season will soon blow into clear blue skies. A fresh start will be at our fingertips and our souls will beat steady as the tick of the clock serves as the melody to another season of our lives. One foot in front of the other, the next night's sleep, the poetry of shared kindnesses gifted one, then two, then over again.
photography by E.C.