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It's not pretty

A few of these pictures I have never shared before. Like the family one. It was after we had camped in the rain for a week. It was taken as we broke camp, packed all the tents, and we’re ready to climb into 3 different vehicles to drive 4 hours home. It’s was snapped so quickly that no one realized that SJ had snuck off to the campground park and wasn’t even in the photo.

So I never shared it—it just wasn’t pretty.

But now...

Looking at it through different eyes, I see different things. I see one of the last family trips we took together. I see smiles, though strained for a picture, they were real all week long. I see tired, dirty bodies that had so much fun together that we all needed showers. I see real life, lived with those we love so dearly.

I also see things that didn’t stand out before. My sweet doll squirming to get off my hip. —-she frequently cried “hold me on you front” (by the way, she never said “your,”

always “you”, and so when I quote her, it’s in her words, not proper English. I’ve often wondered if you thought that was a typo on my part? No, it’s me hearing Millie’s voice as she said “you front”).

I’ve since wondered if it hurt her belly to sit on my hip? She loved to be held, but fussed about my hip.

I also see a mama who had many problems then, but I don’t know what they were now. Were they hard? Was life really hard? I just can’t remember—however I’m sure it wasn’t as hard as what was to come the next month OR the next year.

Like with any situation, we can place our focus on the wrong things and miss what God wants us to see and learn from our trials. May he always open my eyes and direct my steps each time I share Millie’s story, which ultimately points to Him.

Blessings sweet friends…

︵‿︵‿୨☆୧‿︵‿︵ ☆。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★ I still believe in Millie’s Miracle ☆。・:*:・゚ Hebrews 11:1 。・:*:・゚☆ ︵‿︵‿୨☆୧‿︵‿︵

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