My heart is hurting. These four words are hard for me to say. It's in my nature to be positive; to try to make my life a light for others. It's always been difficult for me to admit when I'm hurting, and if I'm being honest, my instincts lead me toward putting a smile on my mouth to hide the words that would say how I really feel. But lately I've been thinking about how editing those hard feelings just doesn't align with my values.
That's not who I want to be.
When I started blogging about our home and life, and when I started sharing our day to day with you here, my commitment was to honesty. And the truth is, life isn't always easy. Things aren't always as pretty or serene as the pictures we share. What's on the inside sometimes feels a lot different than what it looks like on the outside.
If you saw yesterday's "Beyond Grateful" post or read it on the blog, you likely already know the full story. But here's what I want to add to that--gratitude is the path to joy. It is our way home.
This is one of the truths that I know in my bones, and right now, as we're trying to soothe our broken hearts, we are leaning hard into our practice of gratitude. We're trying to keep walking that path to joy by wrapping our arms around thanks-filled thoughts.
The other thing I know for sure is that sharing our burdens lightens our load. None of us was born to walk alone. I'm so grateful to have found this community of wholehearted, compassionate, and loving friends. We may not have met in person, but we show up here every day, to share our hearts and lives--our REAL lives; the good and the bad--with each other, and I think that's pretty remarkable. I am so very grateful for you. If you are walking a hard road right now, please know that you are not alone. You matter. 💕