through the eyes of Button.

What would  she see? A jovial world full of happy times and good memories? Perhaps her mama laughing and talking about how beautiful her little girl was and is? Maybe her auntie's are telling their friends about every little quirk their gorgeous niece has? Though these are all little snippets into our lives, I think she would also see a other side to our lives. A side where there was pain and suffering but I think she would understand and see hope in that.

She looks down. On the left, her mommy holding that cream, white blanket in her arms so tightly. Daddy in the boat at dawn sitting in anticipation for a bite. Auntie Jenni sitting by the window moving the paintbrush ever so slightly to create a masterpiece. Her eyes move towards the left as she notices Nanny sewing a little pair of baby mittens with such a grandma's touch. Papa in the kitchen walking back and fourth thinking and pondering. Auntie Picky, in the gym, hitting the ball with determination and a stubbornness. Auntie Kristen, working with fast hands as she continues to explore her passion of coffee. 

All these things are commonly known to be day to day life, but what she notices is a sense of longing for answers. She sees curious hearts and minds. They anticipate. The crave. They want. 

Looking through the eyes of wise, little Quinn makes me realize what my life looks like and what it needs to be. My life is a place of wisdom, creativity and questioning. I have been reselling with the question of what a Christian should look like and though I do not fully have this question answered, I have come to the conclusion that as Christians it's okay to question God and ask questions. 

Even though holidays like this one, can bring back a lot of unsorted and dark feelings, I am thankful for them. I am thankful for how He gives us curious hearts. Never wanting to stop learning more about Him. 

And because I don't get to say it nearly enough, I'm thankful for you, Button.