Words and Happy Birthday

You know what I realized this week? Becoming an adult doesn’t mean words don’t hurt anymore.

Regardless of what’s going on behind the scenes, we shouldn’t let our bad days, bad moods, or irritability run our mouths. People can still feel very small just because one person is rude, impatient, or judgmental. I’m guilty of making people feel this way on occasion. I know people who are on both sides of this. I’ve been on the receiving end myself. It’s not fun, and makes you feel¬†undesirable, worthless, and stupid. And ugly, even.

It happens far too often. I’ve been watching my mouth more this week as it’s become more apparent to me, and I’m hoping to make encouragement, compliments, and positive words more prevalent in my vocabulary. Maybe it will catch on.


Caleb birthday

On another note, it’s Friday AND it’s my hubs’ birthday!!! Check out that stud. Happy no. twenty-four! He’s just a baby, but he has grown up so much in the 5 years I’ve known him. I’m so proud of the man he’s become. Speaking of Caleb, you wouldn’t believe what I discovered last week while we were in PA!! Sorry to tease you with that, but you’ll have to wait! Have a good weekend, everyone!

**Do you know how old this picture is?? About 3 years old. Maybe 4. That’s how long it’s been since I’ve taken a really good (not phone-quality) picture of my husband by himself. That’s gotta be fixed.