An honest reflection of me- in fragments. Imperfect- Grace Covered. Balance. Mom. Wife.
Nurse. Homeschool Teacher. Christ follower first. Second changes. Thankful.

Purple and Pumpkin Pancakes

Friday, November 30, 2012

I cradled you face
And kissed the tears away
But the pain
I couldn't kiss away
So I played with your hair
And we watched Tom & Jerry
That's what you are my Charlie girl
So with your purple cast
We ate pumpkin pancakes
And played left-handed tic tak toe
And we'll take each day

For the love of  having two hands, healing, and fun color option for casts,

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It's okay

Thursday, November 29, 2012

There's something about
The lights
The garland
The sound of carols
And an empty stocking holder
She was a present
Wrapped up tightly
And then
In a moment that seemed untimely
She wasn't

But the lights sparkled
The garland was still green
The carolers crooned
It's okay
It didn't hurt
It wasn't sad
It was just a memory
Of something that made me stronger
Helped me grow
And I smiled
As I hung the star in her place
Because its not really empty
It's filled with hope
It's okay
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Wednesday, November 21, 2012

I was invited, probably like everyone else who has a .blogspot account, to join a new blogging platform site.  
Before jumping into this unknown world I did some Internet exploring
And happened on this quote- "Linking my accounts and attaching my full name is not the way to achieve authenticity from me at least.  And it’s also a little insulting that they assume your real name is your real identity. It’s the 21st century. We’re all living on the internet. Identity has gotten a lot more complicated."  Posted by handle "Onehandclap" (what does that handle stand for anyway, is it supposed to be ironic?)
Is this real life?
Do people float through life as one person and mascarade as another online?
How can you live authentically if you're lying about something as simple as your name?
Being authentic is 
Saying what you mean
Meaning what you say
Living out loud
In a way that represents your beliefs
Identity is only as complicated as you let it be
And todays culture is way too wrapped up in self-discovery
If only we could lay ourselves down for a second
Understand its not about me,
Seek God
There you'll find 
And Life
Easy for me to see at 30, and something I wish I would have grasped at 15
Its a beautiful lie, that deceit is a great escape, 
You will escape, and before you know it 
You're life is not your own, but belongs to the lie
Tell yourself the truth 
And when you can't,
Be living the kind of authentic life that holds real flesh and blood people
Who will

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Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Find what gives life
What renews yours
Learn how to be real
Share what matters
Loose what doesn't
Live with purpose
Walk with conviction
File memories
Laugh, a lot
Take pictures
Hold on, but not too tight
Love, in obvious and quiet ways
Play in the rain
Soak up the sun
Eat well, and indulge a little
Speak, but think first
Be thankful
Loose sleep so you can be there
It's just sleep
Invest in people, not things

Be patient
Take risks
Be brave in The Lord
Choose wisely
Seek God
Be a part of something bigger than yourself 
Do It Well
We get today
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Breaking Dawn, Loosing Sleep and BCS Scores

Monday, November 19, 2012

The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part 2 Poster

The finale to
My 4 year Twilight indulgence
A source of, questionably-deserved, ridicule
I admit to being 30
And a hopeless romantic
Who's hopelessly in love with her husband
So when he teases
Because he does
I remind him I'm into tall skinny guys
Especially the one I married
And while sparkly vampires and werewolves ARE silly
So is the weekly excitement that accompanies the BCS ranking release
And he laughs at me

Monday was the movie marathon
(1 lifelong friend + 4 movies) x4 children = A day I wouldn't trade for 8 hours of solid sleep
Lost in friendship, and make-believe
Surrounded by the chaos of animal crackers, dolls and markers

Saturday was movie day
(1 lifelong friend + popcorn and coke) - 4 children = Pure enjoyment
I'm not a critic
Generally, I only spend money on movies I think I'll enjoy
I wasn't disappointed
Breaking Dawn was just as I had hoped
And now it's over

So I'll go back to being 30
A hopeless romantic
And forever head-over heels with my own personal version of Edward

For the love of make-believe, romance, Twilight, and friendship,
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Friday, November 16, 2012

From a foggy dream we awake
The mirror reflects our imperfections
We beg for strength 
And whisper words of gratitude

While strapping on invisible armor 
We clothe our bodies 
And ready our hearts

We brace for another day
In an imperfect world
Filled with unseen enemies
And angelic warriors

It's more than just another day
It's a battle for the hearts of men
Salvation belongs to The Lord
The battle is won
We're call to fight

For the love of hope-especially on the heavy days, and fighting the good fight 

"They will make war against the Lamb, but the Lamb will overcome them because He is the Lord of Lords and King of kings-and with Him will be His called, chosen and faithful followers,". 
-Revelation 17:14
"And there was before me a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True."
-Revelation 19:11b

Come Lord Jesus
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Express yourself

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Eyes squinted
Lips pursed and pouted
Arms crossed hugging his chest
Argumentative words
Head buried
In hands that cup her face
Tears streaming hot across her reddened cheeks
Words spoke in staccato

I may not cross my arms
Or bury my head to cry

Childlike or Grown up
It's about our expression
Learning to cope
There are a lot of grown ups
Who are just, simply

We all have our moments
And that's okay
Instead of looking inside
I need to look UP
And give up
From the inside out
Unfold my spirit of defiance
Cry tears of repentance
with expression
Worthy of the call

For the love of growing up, raising little grown-ups, appropriate self-expression and being more than tall,
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