Random Thoughts
July 23, 2009
The longer I am a mother, the more I am humbled.
The more I love Jesus, the less I care about the “rules” of loving Jesus.
The more friends I have, the better.
The more I love my husband, the more I want to love my husband.
The more children I have, the more I realize it isn’t all about me. It actually isn’t about me at all.
The more hardship I endure, the less I complain when things are going well.
The more I paint the interior walls of my house, the more I like my house.
The more mischief my children get into, the more I laugh.
The older I get, the more blunt and honest I become.
The more children I have, the less crap I put up with.
The more my family smiles, the happier I am.
The longer I stay at home, the less I want to return to work.
The more I exercise, the better I feel.
The more I try to quit Diet Coke, the more irresistible it becomes.
The less I worry, the more emotionally stable I am. 
The older I get, the less I care about money, status, things…
The older I get, the more I care about the people around me.
The more I talk to my husband, the funnier I realize he is.
The closer Breckin gets to kindergarten, the more I realize I don’t want him to go.
The more I serve others, the more I feel I am living with a purpose.
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