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Worth the Money

Yesterday I had a headache.  The type of headache you should not ignore.  Well ignore it I did.  One thing Ms. RA has taught me is to live life through the pain.  I ignored the pain in order to go with my Mom to see The Greatest Showman.

The music was incredible.  The acting drew you in.  The story was one of hope and perseverance.  You don't give up on your dreams, you work to turn them into reality and in so doing you can influence others.

I enjoyed the show immensely.  It was worth the price of admission and the migraine I left with.  I would not say that about many movies.  While this will be fun to watch on tv in years to come it was worth it to see it on the big screen for the first time.

That was my yesterday.  Earlier in the week my Snowflake celebrated her 6th birthday. Boy does time fly.  My daughter is 6! Halfway through Kindergarten.

She is independent, sassy, sweet, smart, silly, fun & caring. Her request for the afternoon showed just how much we are alike.  She wanted to spend the afternoon at the library. She had to beg (ok she just had to say the word and it happened. Libraries are my happy place). That evening we celebrated with her requested spaghetti dinner & cake. We invited close family friends. I think she enjoyed turning 6.

Being the nostalgic person I am we talk about her birth story each year.  She snuggles in bed at the end of her birthday, we pray and talk about the miracle of her birth.  Each birth is a miracle.  To go from womb to arms is amazing (& not pretty or fun if you ask me, but worth it. So worth it).

Now, the schedule is returning back to a school schedule.  The lazy days of vacation are ending and busy is invading once more.  As I prepare to send my 6 year old off to school I am thankful for time with family and friends to go see movies, celebrate milestones, commiserate unexpected changes & see God at work in each of our lives.



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