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Once upon a time there was a little girl playing s Once upon a time there was a little girl playing soccer in the middle of a giant field. Except she wasn’t actually “playing soccer” according to her mother, she was more likely sitting in a patch of clover making flower chains and watching the clouds float by. But for whatever reason, time went on and the sport stuck and she spent the next 15 years learning to actually “play” the game. Her passion grew and deepened. A sport loved around the world taught her many life lessons. She went on to coach many young eager players thru the years, some with incredible talents - all with whom she tried to share her love of the game (a game which she never stopped playing herself!). One day she met a handsome quick-footed man on the field in a pick-up match and it wasn’t long before they fell in love. A few years later he asked her to marry him (a request he made romantically ON a soccer field) and she said yes, of course! They continued playing together on teams wherever they went and dreamed of a day they would have their own little family of soccer players. It wasn’t a short road that led them to their dream, but one day they looked over at each other (over the heads of two cute little soccer enthusiasts of their own, both who also enjoy cloud-watching and clover-picking) and felt great joy in their hearts for life’s blessings. And that same day, as the girl (who was now all grown up) watched a team of young women play with passion and skill and a love for the same game she’s spent almost her whole life loving, she felt overcome with gratitude for all that soccer has brought into her life and all it has shared with her through the years. ⚽️❤️ #fortheloveofthegame #soccerforlife
Is there anything quite as sweet as when your litt Is there anything quite as sweet as when your littles start learning to write ✍️ and their words are all spelled in these adorable phonetically-decoded ways? It’s almost as cool as when they draw their first shaky little stick figure humans! Kindergarten has been a trip I tell ya. And it’s one I can hardly wait to get to do again next fall! Give me alllll the phonetically sounded out words written in little kid handwriting! I can’t get enough! ❤️
>> Repost from @write.sister.write // One doesn’ >> Repost from @write.sister.write // One doesn’t arrive — in words or in art — by necessarily knowing where one is going. In every work of art something appears that does not previously exist, and so, by default, you work from what you know to what you don’t know. You may set out for New York but you may find yourself as I did in Ohio. You may set out to make a sculpture and find that time is your material. You may pick up a paint brush and find that your making is not on canvas or wood but in relations between people. You may set out to walk across the room but getting to what is on the other side might take ten years. You have to be open to all possibilities and to all routes — circuitous or otherwise. But not knowing, waiting and finding — though they may happen accidentally, aren’t accidents. They involve work and research. Not knowing isn’t ignorance. (Fear springs from ignorance.) Not knowing is a permissive and rigorous willingness to trust, leaving knowing in suspension, trusting in possibility without result, regarding as possible all manner of response. The responsibility of the artist … is the practice of recognizing. Our culture has beheld with suspicion unproductive time, things not utilitarian, and daydreaming in general, but we live in a time when it is especially challenging to articulate the importance of experiences that don’t produce anything obvious, aren’t easily quantifiable, resist measurement, aren’t easily named, are categorically in-between. Every act of making matters. How we make matters. I like to remember, and remark with regularity, that the word “making” occupies seventeen pages in the Oxford English Dictionary, so there are multiple possibilities for a lifetime of making: make a cup, a conversation, a building, an institution, make memory, make peace, make a poem, a song, a drawing, a play; make a metaphor that changes, enlarges, or inverts the way we understand or see something. Make something to change your mind — acts that amplify. -Ann Hamilton art by @artcuresall // I needed to read these words, to let them soak into my creative conscience. I’ve been feeling so disconnected to my creativity. This reminder helps. ❤️
Today my kid made his first bag of popcorn 🍿 st Today my kid made his first bag of popcorn 🍿 start to finish for himself (and his brother) while I was on an important phone call. He’s been able to get it started in the microwave before now but I’ve always gotten it out bc it’s so hot afterwards! Today he not only got it into the microwave correctly (reading the bag and the microwave control pad!), he then used oven mitts to remove it and a “knife and fork” to open the bag and put it in a bowl for them to share. Proud mama moment over here. ✨ Even though these things may feel small and seemingly insignificant in the broad scale of their growth and development, I still love celebrating their little successes whenever I can. This one was so cool to witness - he was SO proud of himself (as he should be 🥰). Sharing it here so I can #rememberthis ❤️
5 good things today - My kids slept in until 7:40 5 good things today - My kids slept in until 7:40am today (and I had to wake them up!!) and I’m taking it as a sign of a weekend well-spent!☀️ We were the latest we’ve ever been to school today, slipping through the doors at the exact moment the bell rang - but we made it!! 😬 I’m reading a fantastic book about perfectionism that is blowing my mind with insightful perspectives! (Check out - A Perfectionist Guide to Losing Control / it’s so good!) 📖 We think we may have bluebirds nesting in our bird house in the back yard and our whole family is so excited about it! 🐦 I actually remembered to swap the clothes over from the washer to the dryer earlier! (Do you have a load you need to attend to?) 🧺 >> What’s something on your #goodlist today? ✨❤️
"LIFE IS AMAZING. AND THEN IT'S AWFUL. AND THEN IT "LIFE IS AMAZING. AND THEN IT'S AWFUL. AND THEN IT'S AMAZING AGAIN. AND IN BETWEEN THE AMAZING AND AWFUL IT'S ORDINARY AND MUNDANE AND ROUTINE. BREATHE IN THE AMAZING, HOLD ON THROUGH THE AWFUL, AND RELAX AND EXHALE DURING THE ORDINARY. THAT'S JUST LIVING HEARTBREAKING, SOUL-HEALING, AMAZING, AWFUL, ORDINARY LIFE. AND IT'S BREATHTAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL.” - L.R. Knost // I have MAD chaos in my office of late. It’s so bad you guys. There is stuff everywhere. I can’t even begin to describe it. Ironically this chaos is actually quite representative of how my brain feels lately. Totally disorganized and overwhelmed. I spend so much time trying to wrangle the systems we need to keep our lives simplified and operating smoothly and it's a constant struggle. I drop balls left and right every day. The "balance" I think so many of us strive for feels entirely unobtainable and unrealistic to me. When I'm #winning at certain areas of life (which hopefully are the priority areas for me like motherhood) you can 100 believe I am #notwinning at others (like keeping my office intact!). I've been working on giving myself more grace about these things. None of us can "do it all" and if you think someone IS from what you're seeing on your social media - my suspicion is that you're not seeing the whole picture. It's pretty simple to curate our highlight reels in this space (which I'm not hating on at all - I’ll always appreciate the highlight reel of life!!) but too often we forget there is SO MUCH MORE happening behind the scenes. Just please don't forget you are NOT alone if you don't have it all together. You're not alone if you have spaces in your life that look like my office. Or if your mind feels chaotic and full and overwhelmed. If your laundry has piled up and if you're to do list is never ending... if you feel like you're treading water trying to keep up with it all. My advice? Just keep doing the best you can and give yourself grace. You are not alone. So many people are having a hard time too. You matter so much. You are loved. Keep going. ❤️
"Everything changed the day she figured out there "Everything changed the day she figured out there was exactly enough time for the important things in her life." -Brian Andreas
Love this guy, love these cute kids too 😂❤️ Love this guy, love these cute kids too 😂❤️
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