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@mikaylaxcvi
just a girl curled up in her own little world — God lover. housewife. mother. poetess.
sunrise. crisp white sheets. linen curtains in the soft breeze of the arabian sea. bath time. psalms. honey masks. soft robe. son napping on my lap to my heart’s harmony. cappuccino. jazz melodies. the smell of fresh flowers on the dining room table. writing love letters to God.
write love notes to your husband & sprinkle them all over the home.
when your father respects your husband & your husband respects your father, you’ve won in life really. best feeling ever. bonus if they call each other “bro”… BRO!!!
she’s becoming the mother who nurtures, not controls. who softens, not hardens. who blesses, not manipulates.
when all is said & done, i have nothing if i don’t have you. — a love letter to God
the intimacy of a man being sure about you—it looks like consistency, certainty. it sounds like doors opening, not slamming shut. a quiet “i’ve got you”. it feels like you’re floating on a lily pad in the middle of a stream. a calm nervous system, where you’re chosen over & over.
listen to what God is telling you to do—especially if it’s painful or scary or worrisome. leave that job, fly to that city, break ties with that person. create r o o m. God has plans for you, plans you couldn’t ever imagine, if you just listen to what He is telling you to do.
there’s a version of me that didn’t make it through, i hold her everyday.
how lucky am i, to soften, to surrender, in a knowingness that my husband holds our family’s best interests at heart.
the same lesson will come through to you over & over again until you learn from it & grow from it. break! the! pattern!!!
buttery yellow dresses, raffia bags, gold jewellery, tan skin, endless sea views, farmers markets, calming interiors, sitting poolside, spaghetti & sunsets.
how am i supposed to nap while the baby naps when he looks so cute while he naps 😭
THIS LIFE IS A GIFT FROM THE MOST HIGH. THAT IS WHY I’M THANKFUL FOR ALL I HAVE.