Our world can seem like it's falling apart after watching a few minutes of the news or scrolling through social media. It can leave someone feeling anxious, frustrated, or hopeless. In my case usually frustrated at a lack of respect or just the basic rules of kindness we try to teach our kids. Imagine being a kid right now. It has to seem so strange and overwhelming to them at times with all the changes. I heard an amazing message this morning on bridging the gaps. Reaching out to someone who maybe looks or thinks differently than you. My hope as I send my child back to school this year is that in these crazy times they let their light shine. That under the mask is a smile even though her teacher or classmates can't see it, that she shows loving-kindness to those she is with, and that we as parents set that example for our kids at home.
As I look around my house toys are everywhere, shoes are strewn about, hats with names of seed companies hang on chairs, and another load of laundry needs put away. I can't help but hope and pray someone doesn't show up at the door, on second thought who cares. It's the middle of harvest and the last few days my house has been a revolving door. Between carpool drop off and pick up, lots of little kids in and out, a husband stopping in to grab lunch not having time to take his shoes off, and milking cows, keeping my house completely free of any toys or dirt is literally impossible. No matter how hard I try. The week ended with a bang. Corn was combined, stalks shredded, bailed, stacked away, and the smell of freshly hauled manure filled my house, despite all the candles burning. The kids took turns riding along with Blake and time spent in the barn with me. Savannah was kind enough to point out several...
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