it's always okay.
liz lamoreux
After our Toys R Us adventure on Saturday (which one of us was super excited about and the other was more in the "why didn't I have another cup of coffee" camp), we were hungry, and she spotted Jamba Juice. I drove over and immediately remembered that it's in this corner of the mall with impossible parking. Right away, we were in a crazy parking lot traffic jam at a standstill.
And I started ranting a bit - half preparing her that we would be leaving and half complaining like an annoyed tired mama.
When we didn't start moving when the car two ahead of us finally pulled into a parking spot, I realized the car in front of us must be waiting too. Insert dramatic sigh here.
Then, suddenly two more cars pulled out and the car in front of me waved as she pulled into the closest spot and I was able to pull into the next one.
"I cannot believe this, but there's totally a spot for us."
"Mama, I told you it was all going to be okay. It's always okay."
Yes. Yes it is kid.
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There are those moments when I'm really not my best self. When I yell. When I get super exasperated. When I say the worst thing. But then there are moments when she reminds me that I'm doing things right, too.
And we just keep finding our way.
(Remember to notice the moments when things are going right, honey.)
I'm sharing more and more stories like this one over on Instagram. It's my favorite social media hang out, and I'd love to connect with you over there.