One word, many weeks, a whole lot of wire-brushing: WHEELBARROW. Friends, the before and after of this gem is astounding. Found this wheelbarrow in my great-grandpa’s homestead, and spent a lot of hours soaking, spraying, rubbing, wirebrushing the steel to restore it to its pre-rusty shape; didn’t really touch the wood other than to seal…
This week was all about being who I am, and staying true to that/me. Who I am is a particularly hard sentiment to hold on to when insecurity rears her ugly head, my own head putting me in situations that leave me feeling like I’m not enough. In those situations if I can get back to…
Last night, I needed a friend, but I was too stubborn/proud/self-sufficient to ask for one. She came over anyway. Sharing my burden with her lightened my load more than I ever could have imagined. I thought talking to my family and friends on the phone was enough support; it wasn’t. She walked in (wearing PJs!)…