The Isn'ts...

There are few things I love more than sitting criss-cross in an overstuffed chair with a hot cup of coffee that has the perfect amount of sugar and cream. Bonus points if the criss-cross legs are bare and tanned, and no one else is awake. These moments are far more common for me than I deserve. I squeeze them in a couple times a week - on a random Tuesday after my big honey has left for work, or on a Saturday when both honeys are still snuggled up in bed. I keep the lights low, pad across my hardwood floors, snuggle into a favorite spot and savor the moment when the sun just begins to flood my living room with that dusty golden glow.  I had one of these sweet. solitudinous moments this past weekend at my in-laws house. It was raining out, little honey was playing happily in the floor. I was wearing a worn, over-sized sweater (double bonus points...) and my coffee had just the right balance of whole milk and real sugar. In that second, I thought about how fortunate I was. How graced, blessed, loved, and unbelievably fortunate I was to be there. Far too often, I find myself focused on what isn't. What isn't clean, isn't on time, isn't perfectly cooked, isn't toned (post-partum body, mamas? Can I get an A'men!)... isn't, isn't, isn't. So I decided, right then, to start a blog about what is - to remind us that life is not about the isn'ts. It's about the people you love the most, the passions you follow, the lives you touch and the moments as they come- not as we think they should be.