I have a friend, well we use to be co-workers. We have stayed in touch over the past few years. I wanted to share her latest post, it hit home all to well for me and I know several friends who have struggled with this over the past year. I thank her for being so transparent and being open about her pains. She did not write this post for anybody to feel sorry, pity, or to get attention. But she wrote it to help others. She is just that kind of girl. It's refreshing to see how much faith one has in God, even in the storms of our everyday lives. Makes me think of the song Praise Him in the Storm, by Casting Crown.
http://llbadams.blogspot.com/2012/04/bring-rain.html#comment-form
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Knitting with memories
About 2 months ago my mother got one of those Goupon's for a knitting class. A few weeks ago we finally had a Saturday morning we both were free, so we went. Riss wanted to learn to so we made it into a mother/daughter/granddaughter day. It was so much fun! Granted I think we messed up (me more then them) and started over more then we accomplished but it was fun. The ladies teaching the class, start you off learning how to knit snitch and create a scarf. They say that is the easiest way to learn, well my hands did not catch that memo! ha ha...I would mess up to the point we had to just tear it all out and start over. So discouraging to someone like me who is OCD about a lot of things and learning something is probably the biggest one. She would pearl snitch me back to the spot I messed up. And watching her pearl snitch half a dozen times I actually think my hands and mind would follow that direction a little better. We have another class soon and hopefully she can teach me that way. Riss actually caught on pretty quickly and has been practicing on her scarf a lot. Mom is like me, we mess up and get frustrated with it we stop till another time. So ours have not been worked on as much.
I am not sure how much each of us well continue knitting , but it sure was nice to take a class and learn something new together. I will post a picture later of our final masterpiece!!
I am not sure how much each of us well continue knitting , but it sure was nice to take a class and learn something new together. I will post a picture later of our final masterpiece!!
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Prayer Book
I found this website on Pinterest, and boy do they have some great ideas for mom's. Here is the site
http://modsquadblog.com/topics/31-days/
I knew that when I saw this, I just had to create something like this. I did use some of their ideas and threw some of my own in there. Our oldest, Riss will be joining the youth group at church this year and she is beyond excited. I thought this would be a great Valentines Day gift for her, so I got to work. She had no idea that I was working on this. When I gave it to her, I wish I would have gotten a picture of her face. Priceless is what is was. I told her, I hope it means just as much to her as it does to me. You see not only will my daughters know that we are praying for them daily, they can also hold us accountable. We often take for granted that our children should know that we are praying for them. Because that is what parent's are suppose to do right? But I can tell you there is nothing compared to your child HEARING you actually pray for them and pray in every aspect. I want my girls to know that even when the make mistakes and they will, that our prayers are not just about those mistakes. We are quick as humans to pray when something is wrong, or when we need an answer. I am just as guilty on this one. But we as Christians should be praying for direction, we should be praying to God to get close to him, to develop a more meaningful relationship.
http://modsquadblog.com/topics/31-days/
I knew that when I saw this, I just had to create something like this. I did use some of their ideas and threw some of my own in there. Our oldest, Riss will be joining the youth group at church this year and she is beyond excited. I thought this would be a great Valentines Day gift for her, so I got to work. She had no idea that I was working on this. When I gave it to her, I wish I would have gotten a picture of her face. Priceless is what is was. I told her, I hope it means just as much to her as it does to me. You see not only will my daughters know that we are praying for them daily, they can also hold us accountable. We often take for granted that our children should know that we are praying for them. Because that is what parent's are suppose to do right? But I can tell you there is nothing compared to your child HEARING you actually pray for them and pray in every aspect. I want my girls to know that even when the make mistakes and they will, that our prayers are not just about those mistakes. We are quick as humans to pray when something is wrong, or when we need an answer. I am just as guilty on this one. But we as Christians should be praying for direction, we should be praying to God to get close to him, to develop a more meaningful relationship.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Starting Over
It has been way to long since I have gotten on here and posted anything. I am starting all over again and looking towards the future. If you followed me before you will notice I have changed the name of my blog. Just fits better to me at this stage in my life. I am committing myself to blogging more, writing has always been a peaceful escape for me. Thank you to the ones that have encouraged me in one way or another. Check back soon for updates!
Friday, January 28, 2011
Breakfast with Santa
I surprised the girls with Breakfast with Santa. We went to a place down in Hernando, MS called Cedar Hill Farms. It is a real neat place! It is out in the middle of nowhere in the country. The breakfast was small and very personable. Each family had their own table, you could take your own pictures/video and as many as you wanted. Each child got one on one time with Santa, a Christmas book signed right there by Santa. The food was a buffet, with all the great country style breakfast foods! My mom was still in town so she went with us, just a mother daughter kind of day!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Ramblings from the end of November
I am just going to warn you most of this is just me rambling!
It has been a little hard writing an update on what's been going on since my last post. My sweet dear uncle has gone on to be with the Lord. The last few weeks were filled with roller coaster emotions, thoughts, hospital stays, late nights with little or no sleep. I hated seeing him suffer, but he was a fighter nothing not even cancer would get him down. Even in his weakest moments, and mind slipping he fought to take care of his family. Had talks with my cousins (without my aunt knowing) he wanted them to promise to take care of her. She was his main concern. Such a sweet love, ups and downs nothing and I mean nothing could break their bond. It's a love you think only exists in dreams and fairytale movies. But I can tell you it is real and if you find it hold on to it as tight as you can. On Nov 20th, my uncle left one love to join his Father in Heaven. He held the love of his life's hand till the end. This image I think is the one that sticks with me the most. He couldn't talk the last few hours, but he was still able to communicate with my aunt.
Have you ever heard the saying, death comes in three? Well you never think it really is going to happen to your family. I am here to tell you nobody is invisible to tragedy. Less then 24hrs of the mourning the lost of a man who was more to me then a uncle. I get a phone call from my mom, the voice on the other end was shaky. She told me she was on here way to meet my brother at the hospital. At first that statement didn't really pull a red flag up, not until she continued stating that Jennifer (my sister in law) was proannouced DOA. I said WHAT? Are you serious? (which yes I know who would joke about it) But this was something that was so unreal! She was in her early 30's, no known health problems. My family's world had already been turned upside down, and know this just made it a lot more unbelievable.
We had the service for my uncle the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, and then my SIL's that Friday after.
Every family has their favorite family holiday, you know the one where everyone gets together and each year you just can't wait till that day. Well Thanksgiving was ours. My great grandmother was the glue that held us all together so it only made sense that all the family would go to her house and celebrate. And when I say everyone I mean everyone. We would always tease the family members that married in, "You know once your in the Austin family the only why out is the grave". And it was true, my family has lots of divorce in it, but regardless you were still welcomed. Got to love strong family values! Anyways saying all that you might understand this. These events happening the week of Thanksgiving, was both the hardest and joyful time. If you don't have a strong family connection you might not be able to see why joyful. You see a few years ago my grandmother passed away. It made me joyful knowing that they were able to spend Thanksgiving once again with her!
Each day is hard, but I have faith in knowing I will once again see their faces. I have peace knowing that my uncle is not suffering anymore, he is not feeling like a freak show (his words). The peace in knowing he is watching us and knowing he was proud of me well it is overwhelming at times. I miss him very much and my heart is broken not only for my loss, but for my aunts. Even when there were dark days. He was one of the few that loved, believed in me, believed me when I said something, never let me down, or let me go. He was one a could laugh with, cry with, or just cry too. God is faithful, and God is my provider and healer. He know what he was doing when he made my uncle and he know what he was doing when he brought him home to the pearly gates.
It has been a little hard writing an update on what's been going on since my last post. My sweet dear uncle has gone on to be with the Lord. The last few weeks were filled with roller coaster emotions, thoughts, hospital stays, late nights with little or no sleep. I hated seeing him suffer, but he was a fighter nothing not even cancer would get him down. Even in his weakest moments, and mind slipping he fought to take care of his family. Had talks with my cousins (without my aunt knowing) he wanted them to promise to take care of her. She was his main concern. Such a sweet love, ups and downs nothing and I mean nothing could break their bond. It's a love you think only exists in dreams and fairytale movies. But I can tell you it is real and if you find it hold on to it as tight as you can. On Nov 20th, my uncle left one love to join his Father in Heaven. He held the love of his life's hand till the end. This image I think is the one that sticks with me the most. He couldn't talk the last few hours, but he was still able to communicate with my aunt.
Have you ever heard the saying, death comes in three? Well you never think it really is going to happen to your family. I am here to tell you nobody is invisible to tragedy. Less then 24hrs of the mourning the lost of a man who was more to me then a uncle. I get a phone call from my mom, the voice on the other end was shaky. She told me she was on here way to meet my brother at the hospital. At first that statement didn't really pull a red flag up, not until she continued stating that Jennifer (my sister in law) was proannouced DOA. I said WHAT? Are you serious? (which yes I know who would joke about it) But this was something that was so unreal! She was in her early 30's, no known health problems. My family's world had already been turned upside down, and know this just made it a lot more unbelievable.
We had the service for my uncle the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, and then my SIL's that Friday after.
Every family has their favorite family holiday, you know the one where everyone gets together and each year you just can't wait till that day. Well Thanksgiving was ours. My great grandmother was the glue that held us all together so it only made sense that all the family would go to her house and celebrate. And when I say everyone I mean everyone. We would always tease the family members that married in, "You know once your in the Austin family the only why out is the grave". And it was true, my family has lots of divorce in it, but regardless you were still welcomed. Got to love strong family values! Anyways saying all that you might understand this. These events happening the week of Thanksgiving, was both the hardest and joyful time. If you don't have a strong family connection you might not be able to see why joyful. You see a few years ago my grandmother passed away. It made me joyful knowing that they were able to spend Thanksgiving once again with her!
Each day is hard, but I have faith in knowing I will once again see their faces. I have peace knowing that my uncle is not suffering anymore, he is not feeling like a freak show (his words). The peace in knowing he is watching us and knowing he was proud of me well it is overwhelming at times. I miss him very much and my heart is broken not only for my loss, but for my aunts. Even when there were dark days. He was one of the few that loved, believed in me, believed me when I said something, never let me down, or let me go. He was one a could laugh with, cry with, or just cry too. God is faithful, and God is my provider and healer. He know what he was doing when he made my uncle and he know what he was doing when he brought him home to the pearly gates.
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