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Going through the valleys and dark times of life has a way of putting things in perspective. Sometimes it can make everything foggy, but eventually that fog lifts and things become a little more clearer than they were before, somehow. I can honestly say that even though the last two weeks have been the hardest emotionally, physically, and spiritually I've possibly ever gone through - God has been so gracious to allow me to see so much beauty and feel so much hope and joy.
I felt like getting back to my normal rhythm might help move things along, as well.
I didn't feel like I had it in me to post an outfit post, much less take photos for one. This weekend was the first time in a couple of weeks that I actually got dressed and put on make up and put effort into my hair. As vain as it sounds, it helped me feel like myself again. When I got ready for church, I had this inner battle of "just put on some skinnies and one of Chase's white v-necks. put your hair in a top knot and put on decent shoes. throw on a scarf if you want to cover up the fact you're wearing a men's tee." I fought it and decided while Knox was enthralled with Bob the Builder ((benefits of rarely allowing kiddos to watch tv? they're still for over half an hour when you do allow it. win.)), I would actually put normal effort into my appearance. Not for anyone else, but for myself. I needed it.
This may sound dramatic, but this was the first time I felt pretty in weeks. It was the first time I felt like myself in about the same amount of time. It's amazing how a pretty dress and some cute shoes does that for a gal, isn't it? A dress, y'all. A dress made me feel ready to conquer the day. It sounds stupid, but whatever. A bold coral lip didn't hurt the situation either ;)