Goodbye to my 20's & Hello 30


Last week I was sorting through photos for a home project I've been wanting to accomplish before baby Noble arrives. As my eyes skimmed the plethora of travel photos I've captured over the years, I was amazed by my heart response. There was so sadness. Nostalgia, yes, but no drawn out mourning of what used to be a significant part of my life.


Have you ever gone to that place within your heart that longs for what used to be? Or maybe you're on the other end of the spectrum and wondering how your past has anything of value to your future?


I want to start by sharing this:


For everything there is a season,

a time for every activity under heaven.

A time to be born and a time to die.

A time to plant and a time to harvest.

A time to kill and a time to heal.

A time to tear down and a time to build up.

A time to cry and a time to laugh.

A time to grieve and a time to dance.

A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.

A time to embrace and a time to turn away.

A time to search and a time to quit searching.

A time to keep and a time to throw away.

A time to tear and a time to mend.

A time to be quiet and a time to speak.

A time to love and a time to hate.

A time for war and a time for peace.