Absence makes the heart grow fonder

... Or something like that. I've been absent. Not sure why, just been in a funk I guess. Having some writer's block. Not that there has been a lack of activity. I have yet to talk about Eva's first ice skating experience, which lasted a total of 2.3 seconds. I'll share the whole story another day so that pictures can be included.

I'm feeling kinda sentimental tonight. Maybe it's because of Thanksgiving. It could also be because my baby boy will be 5 months old tomorrow. (He needs a post all his own though.)

We are with Ryan's family this week and as we were making the trip last night, both kids were sleeping soundly. It made Ryan and me feel like we were dating again. I realized after we got here, that we talked the entire 4 hours and never turned on the radio. Man, I love that boy!

Among our many topics of conversation was thinking back to how crazy this year has been for us. I think I have cried more this year than I have in a really long time. Sometimes tears of complete frustration and sadness, but sometimes tears of joy.

Despite the roller coaster, my Jesus has been my constant. Steady. Taking my yoke upon Him and giving me His own. His yoke is light. So light. With Him, I can continue to put one foot in front of the other until I've taken so many steps that I can't even see where I started.

I was listening to an old hymn recently and the words spoke so true to me.

If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus it's now.