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Brooklyn’s one month photo shoot

Brooklyn’s one month photo shoot

August 12, 2009March 26, 2016 stefanieboyce

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It’s always good to go back and ask, “why am I doing what I am doing?” The beginning holds all the answers. And God loves small beginnings. He loves to see the work begin. But sometimes, we lose sight of why we started, or we keep doing the same thing without ever pausing to see if it’s time to grow or shift, stop or change, continue or undo. We get stuck working the same job, having the same conversations, and doing the same things without ever asking if it’s what we should still be doing. Just because it was right two years ago, doesn’t mean it’s right now. Remembering and revisiting our why is a great way to live intentionally. Spend some time today remembering why you started: Yoga 9:30 a + 6:30 p 2901 N Delany Rd suite 104 First class is free.
Bowling with friends...not a bad way to spend a rainy, summer day.
What does it look like to live out our faith? To live and move and have our being in Him? We learn best by doing, by experiencing. So it’s not enough to read our a Bible or hear a sermon. We should practice letting truth move through us, changing us from the inside out, then practice living what we’ve learned. I’ve heard it said practice is one of the best ways we engage our brain, reinforcing the mind-body-spirit connection. You certainly don’t have to do yoga to experience it, but it’s one tool that has helped me make this connection on and off my mat. This idea of practicing, as it applies to yoga and faith, has been super helpful to me. What are some things you do to live and move and have your being in Him? I’d love to hear! And don’t forget: Yoga this week at Home Roots Crossfit 2901 N Delany Rd Waukegan, IL today and Thursday 9:30 am or 6:30 pm. First class is my treat! Bring a mat if you have one, or I have one for you! It’s great for beginners, and guys are welcome, too! Think of it like a 20 minute relaxing nap with no kids, 30 minute full body massage, 9 minutes of checking out your pedicure (or need for one), and a 1 minute plank.😉 #yogafaith
Picture 1: you dressing Jayden. He loved being with you, especially outside. Many days, you’d be putzing around in the garage, J would be playing in the neon, walking the parameter of the fence, or you two would be shooting hoops. Sometimes you’d be digging a hole and find him sitting right in it. Other times you’d bundle him up and go for a run. I’d peak out for a few pictures and hear, “my dad! My dad!” . Picture 2: B beaming before her first father daughter dance. I’m not sure who was more excited, you are her. You held her so tenderly, so patient. She felt safe in your arms and you were wrapped around her finger. She always wanted to hold your hand or place her feet on you. I loved watching you smooth her hair from her face. Picture 3: Elliotte. You make her laugh and play drive thru on your bikes. You love and take care of her, making her breakfast, packing her lunch, and praying for her each night as you tuck her in. She feels brave in your presence and mother’s you out of her love for you. @justinboyce10 you are simply the best. Watching you father our children-playing, nurturing, carrying, providing, and loving- it is one of my life’s greatest joys. I am so thankful for you. J and B and E are three of the luckiest kids. I know Father’s Day has less gifts covered in handprints this year and it’s your first Father’s Day without B. But like always, you will hold sadness and joy in tension as we celebrate you today, knowing their love for you remains. May you know how loved you are today. 🐝🏀🌈
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18 months closer. A year and a half. I miss that smile. I know I am getting closer to seeing you again, J, but every month that passes just seems silly to count anymore. It’s a big blur of your absence. A dull ache has settled in my heart and I’m accepting it won’t go away. It’s a forever longing. And that’s ok; it’s how I should and want to feel. And, every day I remind myself love never dies and you are with me wherever I go. Every day passing by your room and whispering good morning and good night, opening your blinds or closing your door for the night. You are part of my routine, it just looks different. Drastically different. I love you because your mine. Thank you for continuing to point me back to Jesus.
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