My parents brought me back a hammock years ago from one of their missions trips. I never had anywhere to tie it in our postage stamp sized backyard of our previous house, so it sat on a shelf. It was dusty and almost forgotten. From time to time Mark and I talked about hanging it to a post or some sort of concoction... but then we'd get busy again and forget. It's easier to be busy than to stop, hang a hammock and just sit.

When we moved - we wanted to make changes. It was a big change in our style of home - but we also wanted to change our lifestyle. Enjoy the simple things more. Stop. Breathe. Laugh.

So, one of teh first things we did was hang the hammock. This hammock has brought more joy to the family then I had imagined. The girls will go ut there with their toys and books, or just yse it as a giant swing and push each other on it. In the summer the ground underneath the hammock was covered by discarded shoes. The girls would come out in their proper footwear and then ditch it for the relaxing swing of the hammock.

The other day the girls and I all piled into the hammock with a stack of books and read, and sang and laughed as we swang (is "swang" even a word?).

It is these simple everyday moments I want to remember. So I had Mark grab the camera and snap a few photos. That's the age old problem of photographers - we're never in the photos! So I try to intentionally get photos of me with the girls periodically so they know I was part of this family too! :-)

I hope when my girls are adults themselves and looking back through their memories - that if their old mom taught them anything,it was to dust off the hammock in their own lives and celebrate the little moments.











Celebrating life, love and dust-free hammocks,

Krista