Seeing is believing

So I finally got my glasses.  I can see again, but I look so different. Who is this stranger in the glass? I thought I had a mirror on my bathroom wall, not a window! Oh wait! It IS a mirror! Who am I?

Who am I? I’m definitely not the same person I was when I was 18, when I first met my husband, or at 24, when I married my husband, or even at 25 when I got pregnant.  How strange that in just 2 years I’ve changed so much. Some days I feel young and vibrant and ready to go, other days I can barely get out of bed and shower, but yet I do. Everyday I get up, get dressed and begin my day. Why? Well because today, again, I woke up, and today, again, I am still breathing. And everyday I get just a bit stronger.  So those are three big checks, on this list of life.  Some days I even get out and take a walk. Its a shame that fall is almost here and that long summer days are ending. But truth be told? Fall and Spring are my favorite times in the year.  Even winter, for a short time, and if its not too cold, is right up there. Mugs of hot cocoa, snuggling under big blankets, and all those beautiful holidays! How can you not love this time of year?

We are preparing for Halloween (but then again I’ve already started Christmas shopping lol).  Grace will be Dorothy, and I’m going to be the wicked witch. And yes, I know those two don’t go together, but I think I would be a better wicked witch than a good witch, but goodness knows when the time comes to order the costumes, I will most likely end up being Glinda the Good Witch lol.   We will see what happens, but goodness knows, plenty of pictures will be taken.

Well good folks, I’m off to take my little one up to her crib so she can fall asleep alone, and sleep for a bit, just to join me later when she wakes up in the middle of the night needing me, in the early morning hours.  Then we will sleep and snuggle until about 9 or so.  Life is so good.

Please, remember to pray for my friend Maggie. 

Be well all…

Blowing in the wind…

Today I was excited to learn that my hair is long enough to “blow” in the wind!!! I was beyond thrilled to feel my hair move around a bit whenever the wind would blow.  The little things that make me happy hehe.

I want to start walking everyday.  Wish I had someone (other than Grace) that I could walk with.  If someone wants to join me then let me know, I’d love the company.  Its time to whip my butt into shape and I mean it this time.  I’ve got to start taking care of myself better.

Well that’s all I have for now, off to bed

Be well

Let go and Let God

My Aunt Liz posted this on face book earlier:

“As children bring their broken toys with tears for us to mend. I brought
my broken dreams to God because he was my friend. But then instead of
leaving him in peace to work alone I hung around and tried to help with
ways that were my own. At last I snatched them back and cried "How could you be so slow"  "My child", He said, "What could I do? You never did let go.””

That rang so true for me.  I’ve been holding on to my broken dreams for so long now, that I had forgotten to give them to God, to let him work in His own way and His own time.  I was told I would never have a child of my own, and look what God gave me! A beautiful little princess of my very own to help me through my nightmare time. A gorgeous girl, my own flesh and blood, who is so much a part of me and Scott! She has little bits of each of us, from her obsession with electronics, to her love of being just a bit girly, yet sporty and geeky at the same time! I love every little thing about her, and her spirit his so amazing! Yet, my dream, for more little children grew larger while I was pregnant with her, and just after she was born. I had dreams and visions of at least one more little child, a boy next time, to call my own. But my daughter surprises me in every way, every day! So now I must learn to let go and let God.  If He wills it then so be it!  I must remember to have faith and to rebuild new dreams, one’s surrounding my daughter and husband. 

Everyone, please remember to pray for my friend Maggie, she’s strong and so full of life, but I’m sure she’d love the prayers and good thoughts. 

Be well….

Life is unfair

Why does life have to be so unfair?

My dear, wonderful, amazing friend Maggie just went through her own hell, very similar to mine.  Major surgery, and then 12 long rounds of chemo, plus radiation.  She just had scans done, only to learn that her fight is still not over.  unfortunately more tumors have grown and she has to have more chemo.  They are going to try a different set of drugs this time.  So my dear readers, and followers, please pray for my friend Maggie.  She’s so strong and brave, and I just know she will win this fight.  I will stand beside her, even if I have to push her lazy butt in a chair, and help her fight.  I’ll color on her bald head with markers just to make her giggle if I need to, and I will decorate her chemo chair with all kinds of streamers, balloons, and ribbons.  Anything she needs, I will be there for her.

That’s it for tonight, be well…