I thought life wasn't about "things," but it turns out that sometimes life is about things. Like this thing, which has my very favorite quote, hand written on the back of a photograph, tucked inside.
Or, about this adorable little thing, that I found wandering in a corn field on Friday afternoon.
Turns out my husband is incredibly allergic to her. I guess that's another lesson?
I also thought life was about being strong and learning to accept the awful things that sometimes enter our lives. Turns out it's just as much about letting yourself feel. Or, crying in your car in the parking lot of the grocery store before going inside. Maybe it's not so much about trying to figure it all out as it is about just living in the moment--even the bad moments--and seeing yourself through to the other side. Even if it means crying it out in a parking lot while a sappy song plays on the radio.