Almost two years ago I was faced with two paths. One path was straight, and I could see where I was going for miles. One path, was a mountain.
The straight path can tempt some, but not me. I knew that somewhere on the mountain path I would pick up a tiny little passenger, so I started to climb.
Two years ago, if you would have asked me where I would be at this moment, I would have said somewhere in Asia- traveling, teaching, learning, growing- preparing myself for Teacher's College in September. Then who knows where I would be after that.
What am I actually doing? I'm a single mom trying to find some sort of child care for my daughter so I can return to a job that I never saw myself staying with after I graduated from University. A job I need to support us. A job I now, can't leave.
It is hard thinking I will be going back to work only to give half of my pay cheque to childcare. Even harder knowing that, just when she is really starting to become her own person, she is going to be raised by someone else. Even worse, there is so far, only ONE person able to take her in, so I don't really have a choice where she goes.
Here I am, still climbing that mountain. But on my journey, I picked up that passenger. And she is the perfect companion. The climb is still difficult, but the view is spectacular.. and it will only get better as I climb.
 
 Two days ago you braved taking a step, mouth wide open with excitement. You landed on your bum, beaming with pride.
Two days ago you braved taking a step, mouth wide open with excitement. You landed on your bum, beaming with pride. 

 She loves waving at herself in the mirror. And I love it too.
 She loves waving at herself in the mirror. And I love it too.  So this is the entrance way. I'm ok with everything there, except that it's pink. Yes, pink. I am starting to get used to it, which is why I need to change it. I was born a neutral girl and I will die a neutral girl.
So this is the entrance way. I'm ok with everything there, except that it's pink. Yes, pink. I am starting to get used to it, which is why I need to change it. I was born a neutral girl and I will die a neutral girl.


 
 
 Abby's room from the doorway.. notice the lovely pink walls in the hallway.... eek.
 Abby's room from the doorway.. notice the lovely pink walls in the hallway.... eek. The blind in the window needs to go.. it lets a lot of light in and.. well.. I just don't like it. The curtain rod that I had at the old place doesn't fit over the window anymore, and the curtains need to be taken up a bit. I need to staple or fasten the cords for the flower lights against the wall somehow in a safe way.. haven't figured out how I am going to do that just yet.. but we'll see.
 The blind in the window needs to go.. it lets a lot of light in and.. well.. I just don't like it. The curtain rod that I had at the old place doesn't fit over the window anymore, and the curtains need to be taken up a bit. I need to staple or fasten the cords for the flower lights against the wall somehow in a safe way.. haven't figured out how I am going to do that just yet.. but we'll see.


 A word that melts my heart every time I hear it..
 A word that melts my heart every time I hear it.. 
