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recent writing from Hayley E. Morgan

March Goals

Wow, February sure is a short month. I feel like it’s my deep and dark pit of winter month. It takes a…

saving me in February!

I thought it would be fun to link up with a couple of my friends in sort of an “old-fashioned” kind of…

goals with grace-FEB

A look back at the goals I set for January, and a quick assessment on how I managed. My big goals for…

the story behind the book

Every big milestone has a bit of a backstory. They (whoever theyΒ are anyway!) say not to compare someone’s end to your midway,…

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I have had this deep sorrow since I was a little girl that I can't remember every moment of life. I so want to gather up every memory and be able to recall the joy I felt in that minute. But, especially since having kids, I've realized it's just not possible. Time moves. It passes. It's ephemeral. That's time. I've kind of given up trying and instead just soak in the goodness that's in front of me. I know that I won't be able to recall every moment, but I sure can let the joy affect me today.
I'm crazy tired this morning, feeling pressed on all sides. After a night of 75% of our boys being up and needing help for some reason or another, I'm toast. So, today I'm refueling. Taking it slow, reading for pleasure, creating with worry about producing something of value, completing some looming tasks around the house, and maybe sneaking in a nap. I know if I push through this feeling, my body's first red flag (🚩🚩), I'll end up straight on the path to burnout. So, today is for rest and play. I'll feel much better tomorrow if I do. We weren't meant to live in a constant state of frenzy guys--it's okay to let off the gas when you need to. :) πŸ“·: @wildlyco
I'm generally really confident in my decisions after I've made them. I credit my grandpa for that. He taught me from a young age that you make the best decision you can with the information you have at the time and then move forward from there. That mindset has kept me from lots of second-guessing and worrying. BUT, the one time I fall into doubting my decisions is when other women succeed at something I believe I could do if I sacrificed the margin I've fought for in my life. There is a time for everything under the sun, but there is certainly not time for everything.right.now. When that ugly comparison hits (and it IS ugly because it keeps me from celebrating other women!!) I remember something Amy Poehler wrote that has kind of become a quiet thump in the background of my life. "Good for her, not for me." And truly it is GOOD for her! God has appointed us all for different things at different times and we all have different obligations and paces. Let's be women who cheer others without the strings of comparison attached. πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰
My mom and I are embarking on this labor of love. A big, fat quilt because I hate to be cold and love things that take thought and sacrifice to acquire. Yesterday mom cut all the fabric and we pieced the first 4 squares. Only 38-ish left to go. It's super fun though, because most of the fabric in the quilt is fabric I hoarded when I was pregnant with Noah (my first!). I had so much disposable money and so much free time in that season of my life. It's fun to get to create something now with stuff past Hayley bought. :) It's like found money.
One of my favorite things about Insta is getting inspiration from women who create in completely different mediums than I do. So, without further ado, my fave artists of Instagram. From top left going clockwise: @bethallenart @luliewallace @pamgarrison @leslieduke πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

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