it's better written in ink

Yesterday was one of those days.



The little things in them are perfect. Perfect walk in the park. Perfect dinner. Perfect television line-up. Except for those big things that get in the way. The empty house in Alabama that's still for sale. The newness of change that doesn't give you a break. And, then, for me there's something else...something nipping at my heels, something that makes one side of my mouth turn down, and when I think about it, it's silly.



One of my favorite bloggers, mackin ink, decided to stop blogging. She's blogged for a year, and now, the year is up. I'm hoping that her stopping means that she got a book deal or maybe she's wanting to spend more time with her three girls. I hope it's something good. Because she's been such an inspiration for me--her writing, her signature style of placing art in between her paragraphs, her love for her daughters--I've loved it all. This post about one of her daughers is absolutely beautiful.

But now, it's done. The archives are there to reread, but she's lost in cyberspace.



I thought that moving and leaving all that's familiar would result in something constant. At least, something online...something imaginary.



But that's not the case. Just another reminder that perfect days are still with their disappointments. We will still have to find and remember God's art of yesterday.

The above post was written in Karey M. (makin ink) style. The photography is from One Step Beyond 70.