Time. We live in minutes, hours, days, and weeks. We can't see it. We can't control it. There’s no pause button and no way to rewind it.

This post is about managing your time, making it count, and being happy with your choices.

This post is about living a little and loving a lot.

This post is a friendly reminder to look at the time and look at your family.

Our parents won’t be around forever (those that have lost theirs can painfully attest). Call them or spend vacation with them (personal favorite!)

Your family and friends are everything-not that flawless body that you're chasing (it will not make you more lovable). Kill it in the gym, but have the balance to know when to go home, when to skip, when to prioritize your family over your vanity.

Your children will not always be little or just a room away. Put your phone down, listen, and engage.

Work hard at your job, but rest hard as well. Take your family on vacation. Make memories with your children. Take ALL the pictures and videos.

Forgive quickly, even if forgiveness is never asked. (Talking to myself here-I struggle with this)

Encourage when you have the opportunity.

Save your money, but know when to invest it or splurge on the ones you love. My hubby keeps me grounded here...I splurge more than I save💁🏼‍♀️Buuut he is a sucker for surprising Presley with new toys just because.

Hang in there on the hard days. I’ve learned one of the most healing things is allowing yourself to feel the pain grief brings. Don’t always set it aside. I know it’s tempting. Sometimes a good cry is all you need.

No day is meaningless, no kind word wasted.

Live for today. Not for the future. I will never give up hope for Presley to be able to see one day, but I also truly am okay if she doesn’t. Time heals.

Love your neighbor. Even when you disagree with them.

Believe in our country. That even when we cannot see it. There’s light to be found.

I’m certainly no expert-just an ordinary mom given a rare opportunity to view life through a different lens.

I am so proud of the little girl Presley is becoming, and the light that she shines, and the things that she is teaching her incredibly flawed mom.

Time is ticking. Make it count.