How many miles have I put on this finger?
How many insecurities have been brought up?
Happy lives, cheerful babies, stunning homes
VS
A complicated season, messy kids, a single wide trailer
I can’t compete, I can’t win.
But I can stop scrolling.

I have a love hate relationship with social media. On one hand, I don’t have many in person friends or interactions with adults and I enjoy those small connections with other people. On the other, I am dripping in toxic covetousness and a problem with comparison. I live, and I make my home as beautiful as I can, but because I don’t have big numbers or likes, it means it isn’t good enough, even though I ABSOLUTELY know that I have created something amazing. I don’t know, its complicated. Do you think it is complicated? Am I alone in my feelings? Mostly my relationship is a downer.

The idea of how many miles we have scrolled was inspired by my mom. She is the photographer of our family when we are together, which leads to SO many pictures. I was trying to teach her quick search ways, but her go to is scrolling, SO SO much scrolling, only because there are so many pictures, and it really made me stop and think about how much scrolling we do vs someone else. I am curious about this concept, how much living vs searching is going on. How do you think you are doing? A lot of scrolling, a little, none at all? I imagine my grandma scrolling, and I hear her scoffs and digging into gossip, getting flustered by it all, then she gets up and tends to her lawn. Does my lawn need tending? With the amount of stickers and gopher holes, I’d say yes.