Hands down, this bleached denim top is the best thing in my closet. Ashley’s whole collection is an absolute dream and I can’t wait to get my hands on the perfect dress too.
I’ve inadvertently made purchases around a theme over the last several months. These shades of off-white speak to the current mood I’m channeling–comfortable, muted, and composed. A good neutral does wonders to balance my somewhat unrestrained tastes. I’m so happy about these new additions to my collection.
lamp: IKEA, hanging pot: Kati von Lehman (purchased at FERN), weirdo planter: Jacqueline Klassen (also from FERN), ceramic triangle: It’s All My Stuff in Cincinnati, candle: Yoke (purchased at Idlewild Woman), other ceramics: local
It’s tempting and easy to allow the frustration I feel to overshadow all that is worth celebrating. It’s been a rough week, full of setbacks, getting hurt, and also being the one to hurt. I continue to wish feeling thankful wasn’t something I had to work so hard at, that it was natural and simple, but through by own failure I see God’s glory and grace, and this is a very good thing.
I’m thankful for the safety of my family overseas, for friends and the wise counsel they offer, for the small pleasure of baking cookies and taking walks. I’m thankful for conviction, restraint, and the opportunity to learn to love others better even in the very moments I have failed. For unexpected lunch dates. And for those moments of clarity when dissatisfaction and comparing myself to others isn’t the automatic response. These things are more than enough.
Recently my sister flew back home for a visit and afterward she and I hopped on a bus to Cincinnati where I stayed with her and her husband for several days. I had such a nice time exploring, picking up some goods that have been on my wishlist, and eating far too much good food. I’ve visited twice (not counting her college graduation and wedding), skipping last year though, and I’m thinking it should be a yearly event.
It’s funny how you can travel to a different city and do the exact same things you do at home (go to the gym, take a walk around the neighborhood, go out to eat, shop, watch movies, even sit silently in the same room on the computer) yet it feels like a completely new and exciting experience. I was grateful to have company and to be happily exhausted, but it’s a relief to need alone/quiet time to recharge and know that it’s okay too. That balance, living out ordinary life with others, is so important to me.
I’m not sure how I managed to make it through the 10 hour bus ride to Atlanta with a carry on packed with ceramics and plants (typical me), but I did. They’re beautiful reminders of a very lovely trip.