this moment...{honestly}

"Mom, I took three thousand pictures with your camera. You can use one for your blog."

"Will you?"

"Are they good?"

Yes, my love, they are awesome.

This was a bedtime stall, but I can't say no. And honestly, it's all I've got today. 

Honestly.

I turn 45 this week.
{actually, being 45 doesn't bother me...I feel very immature.}

My eyesight has gone caput...I need those glasses that you take on and off maniacally to see a menu, a needle, the dials on my camera. Overnight this happened. 

I'm more than frustrated with myself. I can work brilliantly for someone else, yet I have some grand ideas of my own and stall out in self doubt. I'm weary of this. It's a pattern. 

Honestly.

I look around and think that others have the answers that will always allude me. That, for some odd reason, I don't have the full deck to play with. My own ideas will come up short, so why bother.

I write here, week in and week out, and I've grown to know and trust this funny process, and your voices of wisdom and words of strength, and while southerners are bred to always be 'fine', today I'm just being....

Honest.

And then my gut reaction, from way down deep, I mean way deep, is to apologize for sharing this honesty.

I know, I know. It's spring, it's Easter, it's my birthday.

I do hope you all have a lovely weekend. I plan on it, too. I'm just going to chew on this all, and look for the real answers.

{and honestly, you have about eight hours to register for the give away! get on it!}