Back in the Saddle

Hello again! I needed a couple day break to regroup after my last post. It’s amazing to me that I’ve been a part of people’s lives this last week who have experienced extreme, painful loss…and a part of people’s lives who have welcomed the newest member to their family. Last night, at 1010, my good friend looked into the eyes of her tiny son for the first time. I remember the first moment of motherhood clearly. The world stood still as I took in every tiny squeek, every little movement, every sweet breath. I got lost in the innocence of his deep, blue eyes. He was so tiny and so soft. I became ferociously protective the moment I laid eyes on him. It’s a love not even your heart can adequately communicate to your brain. It truly is one of the most monumental moments in our human existance…and so this morning, I write this post with thanksgiving in my heart again. I am so very happy for my friend who has now joined the ranks of motherhood! I wish her all the blessings and joy of parenthood. It truly is the adventure of a lifetime!
As for dealing with last weeks situation…I believe there are times when Jesus knows we cannot fully understand right now-full realization may not come for years as to why horrible things like this happen to people. He just calls us to be compassionate and to love.

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About rusticstory

I am an active hiking mama and wife who loves creating beautiful things. I take landscape photography and my husband and I give old wood a new life by creating rustic frames. I have begun using a wood burning pen to create design and wording on the frames. I have a passion for creating new things and have recently taken to my husband's miter saw and router. I love the feeling of looking at a new frame creation, and kicking myself for not thinking of this earlier in life! I also love the thought of my high school shop teacher looking at these with disbelief in his eyes (shop class was not my first love!). My super supportive hubby helps me wrestle the sometimes warped pieces of wood into something absoutely beautiful! It is such a metaphor for life to me...my Jesus wrestles the warped pieces of my life into something beautiful. The most poetic thing about this metaphor is this; the pieces of my life that I thought were un-salvagable were the exact pieces I had to go through to form the absoutely beautiful life I have now. It would not have happened any other way. My blog is a complation of experiences of love, life, photography, and frame making! All frames and photography are available for sale on Etsy at www.etsy.com/shop/RusticStory. Please visit and enjoy!

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