A few things to mention tonight as I reflect on where my mind has been at this weekend. For starters, let’s get the elephant out of the room–those are extensions in my hair. While I wish I could sleep with miracle grow on my hair and wake up like this [anybody else now singing “I woke up like this”..cool me too] I can’t. And so that’s where these clip in extensions come into play. Within a matter of 2 minutes I have real hair that I can actually do something different with. I had honestly forgotten how to turn on a curling iron after I snapped these suckers into place and wanted to pretty them up. Long story short I am all sorts of excited to start pinning braids and updos and all those other fancy things you long haired people do. Check out Tressmerize asap on how to get your own set and we can be pinterest worthy together. Also, I should mention here that I always said I would never have hair extensions. Bieber was so right when he said never say never, it’s almost scary.
And now, onto other news–I’ve been realizing more and more with each day passes recently how I am a lot of things that I never thought I was. Starting with patience. It turns out when our house is for sale, I am anything but. I have always been one of those people who prided myself on how patient I am. “Look at me! I am totally patient! See that car in front of me going 12 miles per hour…I am enjoying it!” I’m either learning a lesson on humility or ignorance right now, I’m not sure which one, but it is most likely both. Nearly every other second I am waiting for a showing to be set-up, a call from our Realtor to come, or a car to pass by our house to check it out. And when these things don’t happen, my stomach starts to hurt. Because here’s the thing–I have absolutely no control over any of this. Going into the situation I was telling everybody “I am completely happy with whatever happens–I am not going to worry or get stressed out about if whether or not we are able to buy the house we really want. If it’s supposed to happen, it will…and if it’s not, it won’t.” While that theory would have been a great one to hold on to, this large part of me is suffocating the situation wanting it to happen so badly. I think sometimes I need to get to these points to fix my eyes back on the one who has control over everything. That cliche yet so true saying of “let go and let God” is ringing in my ears more than ever. I have to move out of the way for Him to make a move. Just typing the words makes my stomach feel more at ease.
It’s ironic how you think you know how you will act in a certain situation, until you are directly in it and the way you envisioned to react is the complete opposite of how you do. A very real and awe inspiring example of this is Jacqui over at Baby Boy Bakery who lost her son a few weeks ago. She has been on my mind daily since Ryan was taken away from her …reading her raw honest thoughts while seeing her live loudly for her son is inspiring and has been forming that ever unknown question of “could I be that brave?”. What I am going through is so minor next to her situation and thousands of people everywhere. What I am thankful though is that no matter the size of the circumstance, He is the answer. I don’t have to know what will happen with our house, He already does. And I promise you, whatever happens–it will be good.