Stacy Julian LLC

Just look at this gorgeous 1977 mother of mine? She was my BEST friend, my confidant, my cheerleader. I was always proud to be Connie's daughter. To me, she could do anything and everything (dance, decorate, bake, teach, talk to people) and she had great style! I remember buying our matching jeans and how cool I felt wearing them. I've been reading a gratitude journal of hers and I'm struck by how often I find my name and the names of my siblings. My mom was grateful to be a mom. She loved and needed sunshine and she was thankful for many little moments and things, but most of all she recognized the joy and blessing of family and I'm so so so grateful to her for this example--in life and perhaps even more now, five years after she has passed. I'm not sure there is a greater or more important or more foundational than the gift than of knowing you have a mother who loves you and recognizes with gratitude the sacrifice she made to bring you into the world. 💜 Happy Mother's Day

What if you stepped outside. Looked up ☀️took a squinting selfie and then sat down in front of a daffodil and had a short conversation about the miracle of spring v and the overwhelming and colorful presence of God in your life. I think that would be a good idea!