Each year I take fewer and fewer pictures. Not good, not good. I mentioned in my Daybook post the other day I’m resolving to do better based on a request by my Anna. I know 2016 isn’t over yet, but based on the number of pictures I took through the year, I won’t miss anything by posting a couple of days early. Here’s my 2015 in pictures. Oh, and I briefly started a 365 project–briefly, so very brief…like I should win an award for the shortest 365 in pictures. Hey, maybe I’ll start a 52 week project?!?
Anyway, 2016 started off pretty normal I think? I mean nothing really stands out. And then things changed. And just now looking for pictures, apparently, I forgot I owned a big camera and had an external hard drive because all I can find are Instagram photos. Well, for your viewing pleasure, my Instagram feed…ahem
I love this picture I took in our yard in January.
Wednesday, February 10th was Ash Wednesday this year.
Just finished recording a podcast/radio program for St. Michael's Catholic Radio. My old boss and friend Deacon Tim needed a quick fill in and called me! It's always fun to visit with him and I pray the recording turns out well. I'll let you know when it goes live and he posts the podcast on his site.
In March Chris bought some bottle calves. Bridget took charge of their multiple daily feedings and we now have happy, healthy cows in the pasture.
The month of April is when I began my true and enduring love of all things planner.
The end of May we paid off our house and celebrated with S’mores. You can read more about us paying off our house, including the BIG mistakes we made here, How we Paid off Our House in 6 Years and Almost Debt Free and Close to Broke.
In June we went to the beach–first time for Chris and me in 30 years and first time ever for our children! And our oldest daughter stayed, That was an unexpected change! But we always knew, partly because she always told us, she would move after she turned 18 and graduated.
July in Oklahoma y’all.
August started to wear me down. And I realized I’m old enough to keep Vaseline by my bed for dry heels.
Last week I realized all these battles being waged were not strictly flesh and blood but powers and principalities as well. And I'm not not to proud to tell you in a weak moment I wimpered to Chris it was just too much. I'd walk away from writing the Sirach Bible Study and Journal. I'd walk away from blogging. In that moment I'd walk away from anything I was doing that was putting me in the enemy's cross hairs. —————————————————————– Ever felt that way? Ever heard of a guy named Peter? Or how about Jonah? ———————————————————————In the back of the Sirach Bible Study and Journal I thank you all. I see you show up everyday when you'd rather hide. I see you get up when you'd rather stay down. I see you…and you encourage me to keep showing up too. Thank you. —————————————————————– –We are down to just a couple of weeks–at most–before the Study is launched…catapulted from my heart to yours, meant to encourage and equip on those days when we make the choice to keep fighting the good fight. —————————————————————– Tonight, this picture, I realized I'm old enough to keep Vaseline and lotion by my bed for my dry heels. It's all good. The battles are real my friends–spiritual and physical.
In September my Sirach Bible Study and Journal was released on Amazon!
My gift…the Sirach Bible Study and Journal is available on Amazon today! Amazon told me yesterday it wouldn't be ready until Friday or Saturday. I fell asleep praying it would be ready today, on my Mother's birthday. And just like a child, I'm standing with my humble gift, wrapped in love, offering it to my Mom. I've never been so afraid of writing and so tempted to quit writing as I have been while writing this book. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Wisdom exalts her sons and gives helps to those who seek her. Whoever loves her loves life, and those who seek her early will be filled with joy. Whoever holds her fast will obtain glory and the Lord will bless the place she enters. –Sirach 4:11-13
In October my Veronica talked me into a scary ride at the State Fair!
November was hard, hard, hard y’all. Like a hard I never expected. It’s hard to have a tough day in your “Have a Willie Nice Day” tee shirt though. That’s kind of a lie–the days were still hard.
December redeemed the year. Chris and I started reading 40 Days to a Joy-Filled Life together and writing in our gratitude journal.