I know it's been a while since I've written...been in somewhat of a blogging drought I suppose. That or I have too many things running around in my head to sort into words. Probably more of the latter these days.
It's been a weird couple of months to say the least. And somehow it seems in the blink of an eye time has come and gone yet again. How has it already been four months since precious Ellery was born? And almost three without Granny? Isn't it strange that no matter how frozen we may be in a moment, life continues to swirl all around us? If only there was a way to stop it...even just briefly. Clearly I know this is impossible and probably silly to even think about...but you can't blame a girl for dreaming.
What I've been realizing lately is that we all carry baggage with us. It comes in different shapes, sizes, colors, weights, etc...but we all have it. Some people might consider them scars more than baggage, war wounds if you will, but I think it's pretty much all the same. And it can be anything. Doesn't have to be a bad relationship with an ex or a family member necessarily...it can be something as simple as losing someone you love or losing a job or moving across the country. It isn't always bad baggage either.
The question becomes...is there such a thing as too much baggage? Or as we get older do we get charged for the extra baggage we accumulate? Maybe its evaluated on a person by person basis...some baggage outweighs others depending on what we can each handle...there shouldn't be an automatic scale that charges you extra once you exceed fifty pounds. I know for me there are types of baggage I may not be prepared to handle...and probably baggage I carry around with me that other people may not be capable of handling, but I like to think that I wouldn't immediately evaluate a person based on what kind or how much baggage someone has.
But what I've really begun to understand is that these scars make us more beautiful. The damage done by love, loss, and life turns us into these weathered, weary people that shouldn't be afraid to show off what we've been through. Embrace the imperfections...be honest about who we are and the mistakes we've made...love that in our weaknesses we are made stronger.
Most importantly, just love. Its the things we carry that make us who we are and in my opinion more lovable.
"We love because He first loved us." 1 John 4:19
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