never stops teaching.
Journaling for awareness. Growing for life.
I spent the day in my favorite old jeans cleaning out closets and debating on things like: ‘Will I ever wear that bright orange halter dress again, the one that’s been in plastic since 2005?’ I parted with several things that might be the right size, but just don’t seem to fit “me” anymore. By the time I was about halfway into my closet I realized that my style-searching had led to a little soul-searching. Was I more A-Line or Shift? Classic or Colorful? During the project, five-year-old Adeline came into my room in a frilly dress and several gaudy accessories telling me, “Look at all the things I found in MY closet!” I looked her over with a grin …