My love/hate relationship with change.

I am sure if you ask most people, they don't like change.  We like the comfortable, the cozy, the safe.  I like my routine.  Knowing what each day may or may not bring with the kids, with my business, with life.

So what happens when you get thrown an interesting curve ball?  This curve shatters your daily routine.  Brings in a whole new host of "new" things.  What do you do?

You evaluate.

Will this curve ball be good for my family in the long run?  Yes. Will it be good for me?  I think so. Will it get us where we want to be?  Definitely.

So here goes with taking a leap of faith.  Funny how that comes on the heels of reading "A Praying Life".  All about child-like prayer, getting to the root of your worries, concerns, joys and apprehensions.  Praying like a child.  Calling for help when you need it.  Knowing you don't have the answers.

I prayed for an answer.  I think I got it.

Stay tuned.

Beach babies.

We just got back from a quick and wonderful trip to the beach, Gulf Coast/30A, of course. We were tag alongs to John's Dad's CLE conference in Sandestin.  We had a good time.  Learning that the beach is still hard with two little ones (especially when it is so crowded), kids nap times are totally adult nap times too, 30A may be getting bigger but it still has its charm, and we found it best to put our next trip on the calendar before we take that drive home (best to keep the heart happy).

I'll let the photos do most of the talking.

Wistfully gazing out to the water.

Making castles!

 Neither kid were a huge fan of the water this year (unlike years before) so we hung back a little and played in the sand.  They ended up being big fans of the pool!

First time in a two piece bathing suit in about 3 years!  I'm a bit proud but still have work to do.

Out for our morning walk.

Watching the golfers.

On our last night, John and I took the kids down to the beach for one more visit.  What a change from earlier in the day.  No rows of chairs and umbrellas, loud music and scorching sun.  It was like a little gathering of people and their children, a select group of people sharing their love of the beach at the end of the day.  As the sun set, I felt like everyone there belonged to a little club.  It was secret but everyone was invited.  The sound of the water led the chorus of little squeals and laughing parents.

It was a great end to out trip.