sometimes you just have to dance
The day was not going well. It was hot. Kilmeny was fussy. I was tired. It was only 10 am. I had to go to the store and get some chocolate for cookies, the only thing I needed to complete the recipe. I was going to sell the cookies in the afternoon.
I didn't feel like doing anything. But I put one foot in front of the other and baked cookies, tried to cheer Kilmeny up and muster up a smile and cheerful spirit for when Jared came home.
The cookies were done. I put some music on. I picked Kilmeny up. We danced on the hardwood floor. We both smiled. Then we both laughed. The music played on. The dishes were piled in the sink. The kitchen was hot from having the oven. Jared came home to a happy baby and happy wife. We all smiled.
Sometimes you have to stop trying to get everything perfect and just dance. Sometimes I have to stop trying to be perfect and allow the truth of the songs to lift my heart to the Perfect One. Sometimes I have to cuddle my little daughter and treasure these moments with her. Sometimes I have to let everything go and smile because we're alive and we're together.
Sometimes we just have to dance.
photos: I looked through our picture folders to find a 'dancing' picture and came across these ones from our wedding, they worked. The top one is us and the bottom one is me with my sister's sister-in-law, got that? ;-)They are courtesy of Sarah Hainline, our candid photographer.