Waiting for my World to Change

These beauties are sitting on my dresser in my room. 

I declare, there is something wonderfully satisfying as three blooms in a vase. 

Their fragrance fills the room and proclaim the start of summer.

Psst...don't let daisy know because I will never tell, but peony is my favorite.

Summer is here and I love it. Every time June rolls around, I remember that I have forgotten already how much I enjoy it. Nothing can compare to green Wisconsin.

The last few days I have been trying to soak it in and enjoy every moment. I gaze at everything around me, trying to put it all into pictures that I can bring back to mind later.

For a few more weeks, this is home.

I try to be brave and remind myself that this is only a part of earth and my real home is where my people are, and ultimately in heaven with my heavenly Father. But i confess that there are moments when there's a small knot in my stomach and a lump in my throat when truth dawns on me: life as I know it, as I have always known it, is about to change. While this truth causes surges of adrenaline and excitement in my blood at times, I cannot help but try to hold on to these fading days as they quickly pass through my hands.

Today, I am thankful for the grace of God that meets me whether I am feeling nostalgic or impatiently expectant from one moment to the next.