Mi Familia

I love my family. Love them. I know they love me. Getting to be an adult and make decisions is a huge thing. Doing it alone and knowing your alone is kind of crappy. I will be respectful. 100%. I know God has wonderful things in store for me as his child. I will rely on that and pray for the rest to work out.
Benigno numine!

Live, Laugh, and Love

2 Corinthians 4:16-18 (The Message)

16-18So we're not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There's far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can't see now will last forever.

So true, we have so many things to look forward to yet we stay focused on the here and now. Negatives are just that, negative. It leads to negative thinking and is just a downward spiral from there. At the bottom of the pity tunnel even just looking up and seeing the heavens is a positive and something to focus on. Today I am going to be thankful for breathing. Another day to fulfill and spend with my amazing children.

Cadbury Pink

Glass of wine and pink toenail polish. A girls night doesn't get much better than that. A good way to end my weekend. Which is wenesday and thursday. So tomorrow, everybody elses friday is my monday. Not a good thing if you ask me. But alas, whats a girl to do. If I wasn't so centered on weight loss I would add Cadbury chocolate to the mix but I settled for a "chocolate" powerbar. Kinda tasted like stale chocolate. Fresh clean sheets await me and hopefully sweet dreams. I know halfway through the night my daughter will stumble into my bed and curl up right next to me. All in all, it's a great night!

Pure Joy

Today would be Lilys 7th birthday. She left this earth quietly and peacefully. A mother couldn't ask for anything different in this situation. My heart aches to the core to see her and hold her again. I can't change what happened but I will forever honor her memory. With hope.

1 Thess. 4:13-14 / Heb. 6:9, 10:23
This is not at all how We thought it was supposed to be We had so many plans for you We had so many dreams And now you've gone away And left us with the memories of your smile And nothing we can say And nothing we can do Can take away the pain The pain of losing you, but ...
We can cry with hope We can say goodbye with hope 'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end, oh no And we can grieve with hope 'Cause we believe with hope (There's a place by God's grace) There's a place where we'll see your face again We'll see your face again
And never have I known Anything so hard to understand And never have I questioned more The wisdom of God's plan But through the cloud of tears I see the Father's smile and say well done And I imagine you Where you wanted most to be Seeing all your dreams come true 'Cause now you're home And now you're free, and ...
We have this hope as an anchor 'Cause we believe that everything God promised us is true, so ...
We wait with hope And we ache with hope We hold on with hope We let go with hope

Lily, Mommy loves you.

Blondes have more fun?

I wondered who had coined the phrase "Blondes have more fun." So I did the twenty-something thing and googled it...furthest back reference comes from a Clairol advertising slogan. "Does she or doesn't she? Only her hairdresser knows for sure! Do blondes have more fun? If i've one like let me live it as a blonde." Kind of crazy actually. Also found out that Clairol started this campaign because until World War 2 a women who dyed her hair was considered fast and they wanted more business. So being that I was born blonde then slowly faded to dirty dishwater blonde does that mean I was slowly becoming more boring? Nice try genetics but I got you beat with bleach.