The moment I accepted my life was a beautiful, chaotic, sometimes a little-messy-but-always-entertaining circus was the moment I felt a true release.

There's no sense in fighting the madness, but I've picked up a few tricks to keep the show going along the way.

I hope they work as well for you as they have [and still do] for me.

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A Blast from the Past

I was working on a post for tomorrow when I happened to glance at the Related Posts showing in the preview.  It’s been a long time since I’ve gone through some of my older posts from my Jennie B in SC or even my Sassy Steel Magnolia days, but something about these two made me stop and take a few minutes.

It was March of 2010 and while I hadn’t forgotten the events of this fateful [and down right hilarious] night, I had forgotten just how much I put my trust in knowing I would be taken care of, that things would work out.  Reading through I laughed so many times and my eyes even watered a little at how fearless I had been in that moment and how I just went with my gut instincts without talking myself out of anything.

I don’t quite know if given the same situation would I do it all again, but I can only hope that a glimmer of the same faith and trust in the moment would make itself known.  If you have a few minutes, I invite you to read parts 1 and 2 of A Series of Unfathomable Events.

A Series of Unfathomable Events {part 1}

A Series of Unfathomable Events {part 2}

I think you’ll agree that it’s always been a Circus around these parts.  This two posts just show what happens when that circus gets taken on the road….

cheers,

jennie b

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