RIP dear soul

A near and dear woman has been taken to the kingdom. She meant so much to me, this insert was from her back in Jan. which gave me the courage. Her teachings allowed her daughter to show me the same kindness.

RIP Vicki.


Hey pretty girl...you may not remember this, but I was looking back at some stuff on my wall and ran across a comment you sent to me on Nov. 4th, which I failed to see until now. On Nov. 3rd, you told me "Happy Birthday" and in my response, I told you I missed seeing you. You responded back and said you missed everyone and needed to find the strength to come back, but were afraid. I'm sorry I didn't see that until now...I would have never let that go without responding back to you. Sometimes when we have been away for a while...it makes it so hard to come back, but everyone would be so happy to see you...I hope you know how much you are loved. I will be praying you can find that strength to make your way back home. Love you and like I said before, I miss you!

Something I wrote....

Trials are not enemies of faith but are opportunities to prove God's faithfulness.

Although one has passes; her trials are no more.
Although one has mourned; another shall be born.
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away; we will forever remember today.
God grants us this life to prove our holiness; the angels are rising up; he is calling us home.

Keep the family in your prayers if you think of them.

Mis-understood Anger

I have two amazing women who have influenced me in so many ways, yet, it seems those confident, aspiring women are so completely lost.

I have had the opportunity to talk with both and find the similarities in the conversations overwhelming. Both are currently employed, mothers, and grandmothers. Both completely unsure.

The surprising thing is what they become upset about. Things, I know, years ago would have been blimps on the radar. So, how do I handle the situation when their "anger" turns to me for some understanding.

Simple. I state the way it was probably meant and then go pray. Sometimes, as women, we have the tendency to see only the negative and not think about what someone else may actually mean. I too am guilty of this. We hear a small thing, witness an act, or simply read something the wrong way. Then we have this anger that is both, misunderstood and misguided.

The point behind this blog is to sometimes step back and think of it in terms of the one you are upset at. Try to see it from anothers point of view. Sometimes it is simply a misunderstanding.

I pray and hope these two women see the positive in their lives and how amazing they are to not only me, but others as well.

Courage to Stand

As a Christian it is at times hard to be the best you can be. This weekend I found myself struggling with my faith, my courage, and my strength.

Everything can be so easy until you hit the real world and then it becomes hard. I intend on standing firm to the words I was blessed to hear this weekend, to remember the feeling I had, and to remember there are many more just like me struggling to keep the "pep."

Wednesday night, as you know, I went to church. That night I told my cousin I would attend Sunday meeting with her. I also made a promise to myself and God that I would make a point to attend church more.

Sunday morning... well I was backing out on my promise. I decided no one would know anyway, my cousin would be fine, and I would be okay. Wrong! I got a message from her asking, "Church?" I simply ignored it. Then I received a message from a friend in Texas, "Good morning, you going to church?" Wow, talk about God using his people to move me. I felt this huge guilt that I was not only breaking a promise to myself, but to God and my cousin. How could I.... I got ready and headed to church.

As I pulled in I began to panic. It has been well over 2 years since I sat for a meeting at this particular church. I didn't want to go in. I finally decided okay... I walked in, couldn't see my cousin sat down, and there she was - I moved to sit beside her. From that moment I felt the spirit moving in that building. The sermon, the prayers, the testimonies, the songs... all were leading me to my feet. I thank God he gave me the courage to come, I thank God for sending his children to me, I thank God for allowing me to sit through a meeting that will forever remain in my heart. It was truly a blessing. I am glad Satan lost.

All it Takes is That First Step

A few nights ago I got a text from an old church friend. In all honesty, I was shocked. I seriously had thought that returning to church would never happen because I felt no one even cared. That text almost had me crying had I not been in a car with others.

Needless to say last night I took that step. When Tim and I pulled up to the church I almost panicked. It felt as though my heart would leap from my chest. What would it be like walking into church not for a wedding but to honestly hear the word. EEK! was all I could come up with.

Once through the doors it wasn't so bad, then walking through to a seat - wow! It was a rush of emotions, it was as though I had never left. Tommy - another old friend - saw me walk in and I believe he did a double take. Others smiled and a lot nodded. I felt like coming home from a long, long journey. The up-side: Tim was right beside me.

Church was great, but honestly the discussion after was amazing. So many people came to say hello and meet Tim. I was so overwhelmed with happiness. Tim was welcomed with opened arms and it made me so happy.

Thank you God for that first text, the courage to follow through, and the things I heard that night. Promises were kept!

Been a Minute

It seems like I have slacked from the Blogging world. It's all for a good reason.

We are selling our home to look for something bigger and much more family friendly :)

This has to be one of the hardest decisions I have made. The home we are in was one full of hard, hard work and dedication. It is simply our home with our style and our love. It is and will be so hard to say goodbye. Yet, I can not wait for our new life together.

The biggest decision behind the new home is because I was the one who bought the first and I think in a marriage it is hard for the male to accept the woman to have been the breadwinner and bought a house. It hurts when we talk about it and it's always "her house" and not ours.

I have some people who like to think in doing this it will "screw me over" because "if" we don't work I am out of a home... I like to think of it as a way to strengthen our marriage and to make it work. IT isn't about who has what, who makes more, etc. It is about sharing and making a life to together; knowing it will last.

I love my husband and I can't wait to embark on this new adventure in our relationship - TOGETHER.

Dedication and Support

As many know I have been trying to get fit. Not really lose weight but to trim what I have and make it healthy. It is hard and sometimes it seems better to just give in.

However, I have a cousin who has been my motivation and my support. Constantly we remind one another of the dedication it takes, the hardships, and the feeling of success. She and I did the Warrior Dash this year and after we decided next years will be ran with a sports bra and shorts... no cover! Because of this we are even more driven to succeed.

God gives you people in your life to help you with all things you are struggling with. She is my best friend, she is my sister, and she is my cousin! Without her there are so many things I would still be struggling with. Yet, with dedication and her support I have overcome so many things.

I thank God for her daily.

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