I want to write. I want to let my hand travel across pages without thought to format and editing as I capture the intricacies that make up my here and now.
I want to remember. Not just the highs and picture-perfect smiles. But the lows and the travails. The questions and concerns, trials and errors. The bits between my today and tomorrow’s dreams and aspirations.
I want to see. Beauty in ashes. Gold in trivia. Treasure and wonder in the moments that jigsaw the tapestry of my life together.
I want to be real. Honesty costs, dearly. There is no hiding when masks are set aside and scars and wounds are not styled into insta-worthy moody moments. Life isn’t perfect. My kids are not perfect. Our marriage is not perfect. It’s time to relax into that.
I want to connect. Truly, madly, deeply. With myself, with God, with people I care about and people I might only cross paths with once.
I want to be me. Unembarrassed about my perceived shortcomings and failings, confident in my skin, the skin only I can wear.
I want to laugh. Dance. Paint. Sing. Watch the sky. Be a kid with my kids. Pause. Breathe. Notice. Nurture my flock. Love my husband. Be a safe place for my family to go out from and come back to.
I want to inspire and be inspired, to create and make and experiment and fail and try again.
I want to be fully present in my right now, looking back only to marvel at how far I’ve come instead of lamenting mistakes or how long I’ve yet to go.
“Write every day down”, I once heard Jason Upton croon. And it struck a chord in my heart that I’ve not been able to silence. So this is my space, my corner in the online universe to try all of the above.
I’m not an expert. I’m a woman, wife and mother. I’m me.
My right now is coloured by my faith, marriage, life with four children, home-schooling, London, cultivating an intentional family culture, food, menu planning and life musings. You can expect to find all of that here as I document our every day adventures.
Thanks for listening,
Lindsay