This sure is the nice life! My family is just the best; hands down. Joey and I picked blackberries together the other day, but every time I looked at the basket, it looked emptier...and his little boy face was quite stained with juice.
We got the very first season of Pokemon on Netflix today, it was a really exciting moment to watch the beginning of it all. I haven't seen those first five episodes in...gosh probably six-seven years! (could be exaggerating yes.)
Natey and I made a beautiful cake yesterday, dark chocolate with coffee to add richness, and we frosted it with homemade raspberry buttercream.
A bunch of my friends recently returned home from a pilgrimage to Madrid, Spain, for a world-wide Christian youth event that estimated 1.5 million attendees. A couple years ago I went to the same event, only it was held in Sydney, Australia, and hearing all the stories from Spain brought up all the memories of Aussie, which is something I haven't thought about in a long time.
I remember my mindset back then in 2008. I remember how childish I was, but I am not sure I'm any smarter now. If anything, I feel like I've lost the magic of that time, a magic that I would've killed to never have lost.
I've forgotten the feeling of God whispering into my heart, the feeling of my heart wanting to explode with joy, the feeling that it didn't matter what happened to me, I was always going to be safe in His arms. And some part of me needs that back.
This past year has been a rough one for me and my faith. I let it go, then forgot it ever existed, then wondered when I had lost it and if I could ever get it back. It's difficult, finding your faith as an independent adult as opposed to a carefree teenager.
I guess I'll end this novel now, I could go on for a long time...got a lot on my mind tonight.
Signin' Out,
Lyssie Jean.
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