It's a rainy day. Mom used to always sing a song on rainy days:
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down….
But it's Tuesday. Tuesday and rainy. For the last six months or so that Chris and I have been eating more fruits and veggies, everytime it rains Chris says it's making our food grow. Rain is good. Yes, good.
Our weekend in Ohio was fabulous. The wedding was beautiful and that's an understatement. I felt like my jaw was dropped the whole evening. And I didn't get any pictures worth posting. Bummer, I know. But trust me, it was beautiful. *grin*
Here's a picture of my preggo friend, Lauren, who's 23 weeks along. Isn't she beautiful?
I feel like my mind and my heart are about to go on a whirlwind of a ride. Or maybe at least they should be. I got some unexpected news last night and I'm not quite sure when it's going to sink in. It's kind of funny because for the nine months or so, I've dealt with life a little differently than I ever have before. Normally, I'm an emotional wreck and those raindrops outside might as well be my tears. But this seems like more of a desert.
My mom said it's really great last night...God might not always deliver you from your trials, but He will always walk you through the valleys (and deserts). So ya know? The desert is ok with me for now.