to Him Who is able

 We don't suffer a shortage of words in our language, but sometimes organizing words is hard. Finding the right  ones can prove to be nearly impossible. Try and try as you might, the words you wish you had aren't there. The sentences you wish to form aren't forming. The paragraphs you wanted to write are blank because you have trouble expressing exactly what your heart is feeling and your brain is thinking. Stupid brain, why are you so difficult? Just work with me here.   I'm graduating in 16 days.  The questions  have been rolling in for quite sometime now, and you'd think by now I would have come up with good, wise answers to them. "Where are you going to college?" Um, I'm not. "What are you going to do with your life?"/"What are your future plans?" Well, my biggest dream has always been to be a wife and mother, so Lord willing... "But what about a career?" What about it?  As you can see, I have yet to...

Try to coordinate outfits, get ready to leave 30 minutes early, remember to grab tripod, find the perfect spot that has enough light but not too much blinding-sun-in-your-eyes light, position everyone so that everyone is seen...ready...set...smile. Don't stop smiling. Wait till you see the flash 3 times. Alright, don't move, let me check it. Nope, we need to do more. Get back into place! Isn't that what your family-photo-session looks and sounds like? Sunday mornings are the only times that we are all halfway decently dressed and in the same place...so obviously we have to take what we can get.  The is the winner...the one picture of several where everyone is not only looking at the camera, but also smiling!  As you can see, my dad is more trouble than the little kids.  As are my older brothers... I guess it is hard to smile for so long...even Hannah joined in.  *sigh* WARNING. If you plan on proceeding, bewar...