what i learned in waxing...

i don't know if it is the italian or the polish blood that runs through my veins that gave me my eyebrows.  random…i know.

it's just that it's been an awfully long week, wait…4 weeks..

and i'm trying to put on my make-up this morning, and i notice…all of a sudden, out of nowhere, my eyebrows are a mess….i mean, they looked fine yesterday, or maybe i REALLY didn't look at them, but they have a habit of doing this..all of a sudden, i feel the need to race to my microwaveable wax and take care of the unibrow that is threatening it's way out, before anyone can notice.  

and that's the great thing…that i can take care of it lickety split…except, one time the wax exploded as i was taking it out of the microwave, and it gave me 2nd degree burns on my hand…or the time, i accidentally got a gloop of it way past the area i intended to take off…(i had to DRAW that part of my eyebrow in for a month), or how if the wax is too hot, then i get these awful red marks on my eyelid that then cause peeling, and...

ok…there IS a point...

promise.

the point is that LIFEe is a lot like "out of control growing eyebrows."

you go along fine, doing what you always do, and then BAM…you look in the mirror, and you have this hideous unibrow in the making, threatening to make it's appearance.

that you take your children's christmas pictures and you see that they are from the babies you still think them to be...

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that you hear your dad's voice again, and it grieves you in a way you thought you had already been through...

that your aunt who loved on everyone, particularly you, is getting ready to enter heaven's gates...

that the answers you have had for everyone, finally leave you searching for your own..

and there you find yourself...

and yes, just like those eyebrows, i wonder why i didn't see it happening until they needed taken care of …NOW :).

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so i wind up sitting a coffee shop this past week,  just spending time and talking with my jonah...

and i hear my london sing for the very first time, and realize that i have a singer on my hands...

and i wind up with shingles because i'm not dealing with the stresses of life very well..

and i remember to move the elf ONE night among the rest (yay me!)...

and i realize, that this is my chance...

that if i don't keep checking my eyebrows, that they become something that i never noticed them emerging to…(ehhmmm, unibrow), 

and i get up, swallow my medicine (it's 3x a day, but it works like a miracle..we caught the shingles so early, they never even blistered)...

so i take my husband's sweet hand as he watches me take a deep breath, 

and i take this day watching…being…choosing…praying...

 

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and i tell myself that one day….

they WILL forgive me for using their beautiful images in a post about waxing my eyebrows...

one day...

when they realize that if you don't keep observing, then you wake up with a unibrow :)

xo

Lamentations 3:22-24 
The unfailing love of the LORD never ends! By his mercies we have been kept from complete destruction. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each day. I say to myself, "The LORD is my inheritance; therefore, I will hope in him!" (NASB)