The Grass is Actually Greener...: 2013 was a doozy.

I have always been pretty hard on myself when it comes to the life I lead and what I desire to fill my life with. I long for the quiet moments and try to hold on to them so tight. More often than not I feel side swiped by another day. I am constantly questioning my inspiration and how we will drive our lives beyond the strict boundaries of the mundane with uncertainty around every corner.

2013 started our uncertain. A job lost. A job left. A dog gained with the joy that accompanies it. Trying to make the most out of the little was difficult but never unbearable. We learned much and made the same mistakes over and over again. Grace was always present but often it felt out of our reach. We lived off of nothing and were abundantly blessed by that.

In a year which we dubbed "perpetual transition", life seemed too much. Well, almost too much. We found ourselves broken at times, discouraged to say the very least. Not once, not EVEN a single time did our circumstance warrant those emotions. Not really at least. Being caught up in the moment is one thing, but looking at the bigger picture is something that we didn't really perfect.

Kinfolk, Apple, Nike, Juliet Zulu and Stillmotion. We desired to work as it happens to be 1/3 of our lives. And selfishly, we wanted to be happy doing what we were doing. As far as the work was concerned our prayers were answered. Big or small. Even if we haven't or won't realize the answered prayers. They happened and we are thankful. So we have finally, FINALLY landed ourselves two jobs, that we enjoy and will have an opportunity to grow and learn. As scary as that feels.

Along this year we had many adventures. We didn't realize we continued to stay so busy considering the circumstances. Port Angeles, Hank our sweet dog, Chicago and a balmy Iowa, the beach, Sauvie Island and everything in between.

The lessons that caught us in a very compromising position were this : to support... even when you feel like you don't even have a pot to piss in. Which, in nicer terms equals, supporting your mate even when you don't feel supported or you cant even emotionally support yourself. This feat is hard. And it seemed to only get harder. I pray we don't forget the knowledge this rough patch has taught us. A lesson that will be refined in us.

Back to holding on to the special, quiet, God breathed, take your breath away, in awe of moments. Well, yes. These are the moments I long for. That my soul will forever thirst for. They will come and they will go and even though the hard blows that the wave of each day may bring, so what. Life isn't made into memory books of those moments and they are there with reason. Deep reason, in fact. *insert FINE TUNING here. So I should be grateful of all moments no matter how big or small, resounding or small whisper they might be.