Cassie Ragan

It doesn’t feel exciting, and I’m not sure I’d read it if I weren’t me. A lot of my days start looking the same, and it’s hard to find anything inspiring to write about when it’s a day filled with children who don’t listen to you, crying, nursing, poopy diapers, spit up, and everything in between. Because I sure don’t feel like it, I feel like I’m the same old rerun that almost every other mother of 2 or more probably sees in their own day to day lives. I don’t know if I’m exciting enough, but honestly that’s ok if I’m not.

My sisters and I spent our entire spring and summer running through the fields, building forts in the woods, and playing in streams. We would also call it the mine, because when you threw the rocks against each other and they’d break they’d sparkle inside and we pretended they were jewels. We’d catch king snakes and try to convince our mom to let us keep them as pets. We’d play farmers, and collect the cut grass after the sun would dry it, we’d pile it into our little red wagon and give each other hay rides.

When I got this beauty, one of her new leaves was dying and turned yellow. She’s already growing another to make up for it, and her other 2 leaves have gotten so much bigger in such a short time! An elephant ear plant is something I’ve wanted for such a long time! What’s your favorite house plant you own?

It didn’t matter if it was school, church, work, or even social media. It’s not because I’m super special and think I’m above everyone, it just never happened that way for me. , I didn’t realize I even had the power to form my own group of people to feel comfortable with. If you stop and think about it, it’s truly amazing that we get to interact with so many people on a daily basis through something as simple as Instagram.