I love this photo from the weekend.
It is blurry.
One of our precious and precocious children took it but I love it
because I laugh.
I never used to much.
I didn't understand that in order to know joy, you had to understand sorrow and I braced and steeled myself against that.
Then we had a baby with funky kidneys and then we lost a baby and other life *stuff* with people I love much and then Sean's been not well for a few years and now... now I can laugh.
I wipe tears easily as they flow - but how I can laugh!
A precious girlfriend told me I glow.
I praise God for that.
Tears rolled down my cheeks tonight as Sean and I looked through the family photos we took on the beach with a timer and tripod over the weekend and six vibrant personalities shine through in them - oh, how I laughed!
And I praise God for the wonder of *feeling* things so easily, sorrow and joy, and knowing they are gifts, crazy as that might all seem.
Proverbs 31:25 she is clothed in strength and dignity, and she laughs at the days to come...