No one could ever miss my Hope though!
Still more verbal than her sister, I think they take turns getting into mischief. In some ways it's easy for me to see their separate personalities, yet when I think about trying to explain it to someone who doesn't know them it's not so easy. They are twins, and yet unique individuals. I hope they will always see me treating them that way.
At 3 1/4 these girls have ALL the personality and yet they are still my little snuggle bugs. One thing about staying here with my parents is that whoever gets up first gets to come climb in bed with me on the pull-out couch. Hope is much better at just laying still next to me for awhile and really snuggling. I love it!
Hope... hope was my word for the year. And it's been hard, maybe harder this year than some others. I'm not in my twin-haze anymore and life is so much more complicated now. I haven't even found a frame for that word yet, but it's been ever present in the back of my mind, I've needed to call on it so much more than any other word. It's almost a reminder to not give up.
The phrase that comes to mind tonight; Hope is an anchor. An anchor for my soul in all the crazy stuff that comes my way. I just pray that it's lodged firmly in solid rock to hold me steady.
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