tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74784075638756699312024-03-19T03:08:19.892-05:00Welcome to my little corner of the worldUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-13057483507561031982012-01-25T21:32:00.002-06:002012-01-25T22:01:43.187-06:00TITLES...okay...it was brought to my attention that I need to add TITLES to each of my postings. <div>I kind-a get it and don't at the same time. Personally, I don't like seeing the actual TITLE up top. That's pretty much my only reasoning behind not having them in the past. I vow to do better on my new blog whichhhhhh is why I'm rambling on....<div><br /></div><div>I've been trying and trying to figure out a few things: </div><div><br /></div><div>**HOW TO UN-FOLLOW MY OWN BLOGS? ugh.....it's getting the best of me and I'm sure it's some simple click of a key that I'm looking at on a steady basis. Oh well. It just looks kinda weird when you are 2 of your only 4 followers!! haha</div><div><br /></div><div>**HOW TO MERGE THIS OLD BLOG WITH MY NEW ONE WITHOUT IT POSTING AS NEW POSTS'. Did that make sense? I'd like to do away with this blog yet copy/paste/import all of its contents to the newer one. However...keeping the date / time format in chronological order. </div><div><br /></div><div>**HOW TO DISABLE COMMENTS UNDER MY POST. No one ever comments. I'm a horrible writer, a terrible speller thanks to spell-check and my grammar... don't, do not, no no no...dont go there, they're, their. Get the hint? In all reality Ms. Stanley, at McGavock, who was my creative writer teacher,, never complained. Never. Then again she probably just wanted me to write and stop talking so in the grand scheme it didn't matter to her. Anyhow...would love to disable that little diddy. </div><div><br /></div><div>**WHAT'S THE MOST POPULAR THING WE WANT TO SEE, READ or CHAT ABOUT? Just curious on this. I feel like I'm bragging when I write when honestly that's the furthest thing from my thoughts. I just want to leave an account of the greater things in life. Even when I write and it sounds all lonely or sad...it's my emotions at that time. To find me, Bridgitte Elaine sad, down, depressed, low or whatever on a daily basis will never...never occur! I am to strong. I've endured some long, hard difficult times and then something else comes along that made that journey look all easy~breezy! God will not give me more than He and I can handle together. So if something sounds gloomy I don't apologize, it's just there for the time. A song may trigger a special moment and then voila...boom...I'm back! Oh and for the record I spell it Voila, not waa-la! I may be southern but it's Voila with the French accent! (your welcome Ms Benson)</div><div><br /></div><div>now that I've rambled into and endless post and lost your attention lets recap the questions from above! lol </div><div><br /></div><div>If you think you can help me seriously with any of these matters of Blogging (please don't suggest I return to the Blogger help because I have researced it to no avail!) email me please at Marineseibersmom@yahoo.com ! </div><div><br /></div><div>In the meantime, join me over at <a href="http://bridgittes.blogspot.com/">http://bridgittes.blogspot.com</a> </div><div><br /></div><div>muuaachh~bri</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-19018614787181177652011-06-02T10:37:00.001-05:002011-06-02T10:39:31.691-05:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyhrEC0mq_2HoPbkY_laHBoGgjBbk4WXS4BsP88_TMR5e51ZXNQJ_tb8KqfjoTWg7BTNSOg8dA87BZXwaXDeYcrZZIy4OVKndQRhJT5sVWsaCeEGxe5MPNI5dfR7WCWzclYgJ_8d3p5E/s1600/clipboard.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyhrEC0mq_2HoPbkY_laHBoGgjBbk4WXS4BsP88_TMR5e51ZXNQJ_tb8KqfjoTWg7BTNSOg8dA87BZXwaXDeYcrZZIy4OVKndQRhJT5sVWsaCeEGxe5MPNI5dfR7WCWzclYgJ_8d3p5E/s320/clipboard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613647512052051602" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/CraftJunkiebyBrittney">http://www.facebook.com/CraftJunkiebyBrittney</a><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.facebook.com/CraftJunkiebyBrittney"></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-38050477812397043662011-03-28T16:24:00.000-05:002011-03-28T16:25:44.734-05:00Life<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(170, 170, 170); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Geneva, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><h2 align="center"><span >Life</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span > </span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >i hear it within the birds</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >just outside my window...</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >raindrops~</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >gently~</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >tab upon the door</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span ></span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >rustling leaves</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >chopping of an ax</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >giggles from a far</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span ></span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >horses gallop</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >sheep move quietly</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >and dog....well,</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >he makes your presence known</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span ></span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >the aroma of the fireplace</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >filling up the room</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >cedar, pine</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >crackling</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >popping</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span ><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ummmm</span>....</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >you pull me close to you</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span ></span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >life is all around me</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >every corner</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >every nook</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >life is all around me</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span ><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">don't</span> close my eyes</span></h2><h2 align="center"><span >cant miss a look</span></h2><div><span ><br /></span></div><p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-20651323106112159252010-05-31T10:02:00.003-05:002010-05-31T10:22:01.987-05:00Bret, my son, in Afghanistan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe_ku3702uLNoYF-kiZx8UxN-zhHoG5dQOR0FN0H21B1eGYpW1zrQ_2UJkctCajudvhvBnJcGRSo5C3kz-6YQ17O-xgj2UJwM-Pv66YICqyGjwb6jYIjSxdT1x55rrKMGBqcOjcP2I4kY/s1600/28627_397436346490_599931490_4808101_6269936_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe_ku3702uLNoYF-kiZx8UxN-zhHoG5dQOR0FN0H21B1eGYpW1zrQ_2UJkctCajudvhvBnJcGRSo5C3kz-6YQ17O-xgj2UJwM-Pv66YICqyGjwb6jYIjSxdT1x55rrKMGBqcOjcP2I4kY/s320/28627_397436346490_599931490_4808101_6269936_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477454687060697666" border="0" /></a><br />It's May 31, 2010. MEMORIAL DAY. A Memorial Day that will forever change for me! In a few hours I will be back in SanDiego, California and have the privledge to welcome home a brave, tired, weary United States Marines from the hills of Afghanistan. My son, Bret, being one of those. It is amazing the PEACE that God has given me on his last deployment of his...yet...he was in the worst area any military could be. Over the past several months I have learned that when Bret or any other person would cross my mind, no matter where I am/was. I would stop and try to find a private place (mostly bathroom stalls) and take that moment to lift them up in prayer. Now,,,on a silly note....what began as quick prayers...have turned into 20 minutes session with My Lord and Savior. All this time I am praying for their safety or whoever/whatever the need is and I realize while talking to a friend last night that I, ME.... I have grown so much closer in my walk with Jesus just taking the time to do this!!<br />A friend called me to say, "hey girl, you butt dialed me" and I giggled not knowing I had done so. He proceeds to tell me that he heard me talking and then realized I was talking to Jesus like He was sitting next to me. He said, "I felt like I should hang up the phone,,,but I couldn't" . He then said he heard me pray for his daughter and for him which left him speechless.<br />Now...keeping in mind I'm thinking "oh...what did I say?" lol ...... He then asked me if I could find the time today to meet with him that he wanted to know more about this God I believed so deeply in!! Well....here in a few I am going to meet him and share with him the plan of salvation! I'm excited, nervous, all these mixed emotions!! All from what started out in a bathroom stall to lift up my son, to a butt dial to sharing Gods plan!!<br />Now....again.....My God works in mysterious ways!! I am so honored to be living a life according to what He says I should. There are areas in which I am not perfect and I am working on those....but I'm so THANKFUL to be in the USA and to be one of the moms that will feel her sons arms around her in a few hours!!<br />Jesus...you amaze me!! The past few months since the flooding have been crazy!! CRAZY BUSY! You have placed me in devestated areas with non-believers and we have formed friendships...you have kept me sooooo busy and allowed me to nurse others and "work" all in the volunteer spirit!! THANK YOU....THANK YOU for keeping my days full and on the go!! You know my heart and my spirit of a gypsy that lives in me!! I thought I had to go to foreign countries to become a missionary....when all along I've been one just in My Style that you've allowed me to have!<br />Happy Happy Memorial Day to my son and his 7th ESB unit that is coming home! To all those in military that are serving, that have served and those that lost their lives in the line of duty. To the spouses, parents, sibilings, childrens that carry this "way of life" with them during your service....God Bless each of you as well!<br />In His EVER ABIDING LOVE!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-29504547436225339282010-03-17T23:08:00.002-05:002010-03-17T23:37:00.471-05:00PonderingPondering...I love that word. To this day I can close my eyes and see my Memaw, "pondering" about things. Seems she always gave great thought to what she had to say before she said it. WOW...is there a lesson in that sentence for me!! <br />This past few weeks I've encountered God in such different ways. Lets see...first, if you follow my status' on facebook then you know my Ford Explorer was literally on her last mile. She held strong till the end and I have to say, I miss her!! If I could have had a camera inside that SUV for all the miles and years and trips we've taken together....for all the items I've transported back and forth, here and there....the stories and videos I could share!! Mitilda...(that was her name...I will miss you!! You were loyal till the end...never failing, always faithful and you always GOT ME THERE!!) now.......this leads me back to God.... HE is never failing, always faithful and IF I LET HIM....(key words) HE WILL ALWAYS GET ME THERE!! So, with the thought of a new vehicle and payments that go along with it....I simply turned it over, I mean realllllllly turned the whole matter over to God and said if it means I walk...I walk!! My mom and stepdad took me truck shopping again and within minutes of arriving on the lot the guy (Gerald) a friend of my moms asked me if I wanted to test drive the truck. My response was, nope, lets just do the paperwork and get it over with......they all laughed and he insisted I drive it. Oh me......I thought I was riding on air!! I didn't realize how "arthritic" Miltilda had become....lol!! Anyway....my point is.....I learned to give it up in another type of way, a material thing....something I obviously need and have learned to depend on and God opened the door and let me through my mom to the right man to make this happen!! Thank you Momma, Thank you Gerald and Thank you O'Malley for becoming my new means of transportation.....I'll learn to accept that you are a Chevy and love you for it.....I've just been a Ford Truck girl for SOOOO long. <br />Then....there comes my daddy....my daddy has always had a "rough exterior" as I call it. You know, gruff in sound. Even now he can say something and it can bring me to tears.....Now, mind you he's not a drill sargeant or anything but I do believe he missed his calling to be!! Yet.....my daddy has been and will always be MY HERO!! He is the most handsome daddy a girl could have and has the heart of cupid tho' he wouldn't want everyone to know that....haha!!!Anyhoooo~ he and my stepmom surprise me with a visit and although we had just spent the evening together a few nights earlier with my son and his wife.....this was just the three of us. We shared in some very deep, heart-wrenching conversation. Something that has pulled on my heart strings for a while now. To hear my dad and Trish sit across the table and give me some much needed advice was so rewarding.....but....more than that......to know, I mean to know and feel his support meant the world to me!! Geesh...here go the tears!! Daddy, you have always been the rock, the solid foundation in our family. I'm the quicksand!! lol (not really) I dont need saving all the time... my point is....no matter how old I may be or become his advice means the world to me!! Hearing him tell me that I needed to be firm is what I needed to hear!! To stop letting people walk over me or toy with my emotions!! When they left I felt stronger than I have felt in quite some time...and yall that know me, know my name means strong and that can sometimes be irritating to me!!! Yet...on this night, at this particular moment....I felt like Joe C Tidwells daughter and I know I can do it!! Now......this again brings me back to know that I am the daughter and heir to the King of Kings and I can do all things through Him which strengthens me! Having my earthly daddy tell me I could do this was like having Jesus or God himself in front of me showing me how to take up for myself and I grew so much spritually from that, as well as emotionally!!! I love you Daddy!! Thank you for always being that rock for me!! <br /><br />Lord Jesus, I want to THANK YOU from my heart for the parents you gave and blessed me with!! For my stepmom and my stepdad! I want to praise and lift them up to you and I pray that all I do in this life reflects what I have learned from them in a positive way!! May they continue to seek your guidance in their life and trust you as their savior and Lord! Let the words of wisdom that my daddy so honestly gave come forth from me to the ones that need to hear it. May my words be forceful yet loving. Let the graciousness that you give my mom flow from me to others in my daily walk of life Lord! It is in your heavenly name I pray. AmenUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-58236420190273179652010-01-02T01:55:00.026-06:002010-02-09T15:35:17.305-06:002010..I'm so lucky to be alive!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh250eDf1_vYc66lQOKXJIpJ3afKWNRQAFVbAZ_cb3KnGuW4yz_lBL_Oo2Hj-mpiMwh2nxgmL7VU0uJ4qJktopfM9j-5dWR0yAEczr9Lg5I8_lGTzLq1TaQpSXi5O31M8XZ0t-cl_j639E/s1600-h/MMDC+Own+World.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422381392034696546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh250eDf1_vYc66lQOKXJIpJ3afKWNRQAFVbAZ_cb3KnGuW4yz_lBL_Oo2Hj-mpiMwh2nxgmL7VU0uJ4qJktopfM9j-5dWR0yAEczr9Lg5I8_lGTzLq1TaQpSXi5O31M8XZ0t-cl_j639E/s320/MMDC+Own+World.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"><strong>January 1st, 2010</strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong>My daughter Stephanie asked me last night, "Mother, what will we call it, the new year? 10 or 2010? " She is so like me....saying things out loud that most people only think about and keep to themselves. Right NiNi?! So...what are we gonna call this New Years? It's gonna be a 10 !!<br /><br /></div></strong><strong></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wo8CuKqtoRSAREvR7_S0ObuE2NS8f1fgRqg_bIS7XN4jTJEAuo2JBjViHtIac9D5M06evjirNeUYpZrmrsHlTeDaqxDdy1JUvgDHxmgu4sdiTdHMXcDvNyrT6MDLp62DYU2HdjuZUBI/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422431517671080818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wo8CuKqtoRSAREvR7_S0ObuE2NS8f1fgRqg_bIS7XN4jTJEAuo2JBjViHtIac9D5M06evjirNeUYpZrmrsHlTeDaqxDdy1JUvgDHxmgu4sdiTdHMXcDvNyrT6MDLp62DYU2HdjuZUBI/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><strong>My wonderful son, Larry and my daughter Stephanie brought their spouses, Jamie and Julie along with my two granddaughters to KY to celebrate Larry's 27th birthday and New Years! Its funny...I cannot imagine NOT spending a New Years with the kids, especially Larry since it is his birthday!! </strong><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE8aMxzwP2DEw6tgZG3MTEFgxKBo83ArAkUDHISrFaKOCRGl_CWkU-ouolJAC2avX_Ro-iiCmAz1hUtX3_oCl0PRfuNJf9K2NVS580TgF9TCesQC32PKQA8_PMYTDa8ERBsUeyuAiR7SI/s1600-h/IMG_0086_00.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422432079565941954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE8aMxzwP2DEw6tgZG3MTEFgxKBo83ArAkUDHISrFaKOCRGl_CWkU-ouolJAC2avX_Ro-iiCmAz1hUtX3_oCl0PRfuNJf9K2NVS580TgF9TCesQC32PKQA8_PMYTDa8ERBsUeyuAiR7SI/s320/IMG_0086_00.JPG" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>In reading my childhood friends blog, Betsy, she had 20 questions on there that reflect the past year and offered to let them be used on our own blogs...so, Betsy, THANK YOU and what great questions!! </strong><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLu9d6xCRif86FVYqanXEHwOzR2EeTnrxc85gEXwyu5dF4pevxjiSk7kWBis59_D8QAJF2y2IcNikmrJJxb4RTlSZEkltnkcY2OmugLiiDdApKobJQrZAwT0gH5YsWHN1xG1qyDz6QfI/s1600-h/Picnik_collage.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422432663511230050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLu9d6xCRif86FVYqanXEHwOzR2EeTnrxc85gEXwyu5dF4pevxjiSk7kWBis59_D8QAJF2y2IcNikmrJJxb4RTlSZEkltnkcY2OmugLiiDdApKobJQrZAwT0gH5YsWHN1xG1qyDz6QfI/s320/Picnik_collage.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">1. <em>What did you do in 2009 that you had never done before?</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>To begin with I watched my daughter walk down the aisle and marry the most amazing man. I had seen my son get married a year earlier...yet...watching my daughter being escorted down the aisle by her two brothers was beyond any human word!</strong></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1y365k-6KlQNb0FqmdRrny4nwaGofyxaWj269Yn6kHGsvKSX4refuJd4ENrrh4_TDuGLZ4agGZ9HnwOJsQZ8a0LPHNqxDIPt8UdgH2w9q1QIRotugy0Mm0h60HY_tSg5XGIpu5tVh3U/s1600-h/jamie+and+nini+married.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422434308766593858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1y365k-6KlQNb0FqmdRrny4nwaGofyxaWj269Yn6kHGsvKSX4refuJd4ENrrh4_TDuGLZ4agGZ9HnwOJsQZ8a0LPHNqxDIPt8UdgH2w9q1QIRotugy0Mm0h60HY_tSg5XGIpu5tVh3U/s320/jamie+and+nini+married.jpg" /></a> <strong>I also got to travel like a gypsy all over the United States, but that's a whole story in itself. </strong><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Finally, knowing my son was going into a hostile war zone in Afghanistan left me sitting home alone. I simply could not stand the thought of saying Goodbye at the airport. I wanted my last memory of him to be like always...fun and full of spirit, and that's what it was....surrounded by family. I pray to this day he doesn't hold that against me, but war and my son....it just overcame me emotionally and I refused to hugg his neck and say Goodbye.</strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">2. <em>Did you keep your 2009 New Years Resolutions and will you make more for 2010?</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I did indeed keep one which was working out and walking more and more to improve my health. I also promised to allow Jesus to "talk to me" and me listen...instead of me doing all the talking! Now, mind you, this has been a hard one to get use too,,,but I'm learning, it's never easy letting go of old habits but the new faith I've grown to know is priceless!!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>As for new resolutions? I resolve to depend on God, His timing and His answers more this year! I worry way to much and keep it inside...which, as I have learned will manifest itself in some ugly way through you physically!! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>So....LET GO and LET GOD</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>That would be my one and only resolution! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">3. <em>Did anyone close to you give birth?</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>YES!!! My granddaughter Riley Claire Seiber was born in December of 08!! She is my sons second daughter and she has his spirit!! So full of energy and laughter!! Larry and Julie are wonderful parents and it's such a blessing to watch them grow as a family!</strong><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I also had other "adopted children" give birth so I have several other grand babies. Maddox Jeffery Ross was born to Krista and Jeff and that child is just a blessing to be around. I say that in that he is a boy and his personality is just so laid back, so different!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>4. <em>Did someone you love die? </em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I lost my brother-in-law...yet, he was my brother. Chris took his life on Mothers day. Just a few weeks after being at Stephanie's wedding and just days after meeting him for coffee. My Stephanie had to call me to tell me of this tragedy. Chris had not only been the same age as my brother Blake, Chris had been to all of our children's births, parties, graduations....you name it. He was the perfect uncle and brother. What hurts so deeply is that on our last few visits we had talked about his recent divorce and how he was so lonely but he put HIS arm around ME and said, "SIS...You're gonna be okay!" I can feel his arm even now, on my shoulder...we were both in tears...and I live daily with what I DIDN'T ASK or SEE in him. Here he was, so concerned about me having been in the hospital that I overlooked his pain.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I have the last phone call he made to me still on my cell....some have told me to erase it, but, it's there for some odd reason and when the time comes I'll delete it intentionally or not...but until then....hearing his voice as he says, "Hey Sis, it's me, I was just thinking about you and wanted to check in on ya. Just got finished with dinner. Love you sis!" brings me back to reality and on how</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em>I need to focus on others, period.</em></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">5. <em>What places did you visit?</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Oh wow.....I was so lucky to start out the year in New Orleans, LA and helped with Habitat for Humanities....then back to Nash for two weeks before spending the summer in West Palm Beach with my beautiful sister and her family. Being there is home away from home. The love that abides in that home is bursting forth at the seams!! I love teaching 1st grade Sunday School there with them. The neighbors welcome me and all know me....it's just an amazing home away from home. I left early due to Chris' death and returned two weeks later with Alyssa. Her best friend Josh flew down later in the week and met us for some crazie times on the beach!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Finally...back in Nashville, TN.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>then</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Paducah, KY.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>and</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>San Diego</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center">New Orleans,</div><br /><br /><div align="center">back to Palm Beach for the Spring & Summer</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>then the trip of all trips...</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>~ Cross country with Bret and visiting The Grand Canyon.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>What a trip to remember with my son before his deployment! Every night in my dreams that is how I recall him....jammin' to his DVD/Playstation in his "Dark Angel" truck and his letting me drive his "baby"! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>The funniest part was me doing 90 with an officer on my tail all the way through Arkansas and he never pulled us over.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>(Bret was pulled over on his last trip for going 71 at mile marker 1 in Arkansas )</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>The later part of the year found me looking for a new townhouse to buy when Alyssa asked me to move to Bowling Green, KY and help her with her 4th and 5th years of college at Western Kentucky....so....thats where I am today.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">6. <em>What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009.</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Oh...this one is easy! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>More faith, less loneliness.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>It's sad to be surrounded by friends and family and be so unconditionally loved, yet, be alone.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I had the awesome opportunity to live with my best friend in the world and would change it for nothing, I will admit, I envy seeing him with his girlfriend and my other friends having that special spouse/someone.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>This again is where my faith comes in more and more....</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>God truly knows my heart and knows the love I have to give that someone and I'm just too impatient!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I'd given up a great relationship due to outside interferences....too sad that many words were said and things done~especially on my end</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center">I am sorry Mark. </div><br /><br /><div align="center">You were loving and I was just too damn stubborn to let anyone else in!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Dog-gone-it....</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I don't want "arm candy" just to go to an event and I won't.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I'll go alone and somehow this is a lesson. I'm not sure why I'm experiencing it</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>...but...I know in the end...</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>He knows my heart and hopefully has someone in store for me!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>~they better be ready to be smothered and covered with L♥VE!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">7. <em>What date will remain etched in your mind from 2009 and why?</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>April 23, 2009 1:11am</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>The day I experienced the HOLY SPIRIT move through every single vein, joint, bone, and inch of my body!!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I can tell this story over and over...</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I know I felt heaven that day....</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I saw a glimpse....</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I didn't want to go if you know what I mean but knew that when my time does come.....</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I AM GOING TO GO RUNNING</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>even though some days here on earth~~walking is hard without falling!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">8. <em>What was your biggest achievement in 2009 and why?</em> </span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Retaking the Experiencing God class, teaching Divorce Care and taking the GriefShare class for the first time after losing Chris.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Why these??</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Well, they have brought me to my knees</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>as did going to BSF (Bible Study Fellowship) with my sister and nephews.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>GOD IS REAL PEOPLE.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>He is not just a name or a phrase you speak to make others feel better</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>HE IS ALIVE</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>and I hope you can see Him in me thru my actions.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">9. <em>Did you suffer illness or injury?</em></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Wow...is this a loaded question for me!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>lol!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>As most of you know</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I have Multiple Sclerosis &</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>and have had rods put into my spine. </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>On a visit in April I learned my MS scan showed a mass...</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>not a UBO. (Unidentified Bright Object) </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I'm sorry....I still find that term amusing!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>My sight began to fade quickly in my right eye.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Artificial tear ducts were instilled, again (and work like the fountain of youth!)</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Talk of Morphine pumps being placed in my spine for pain relief or more detailed back surgery from T-12 to L3</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Then....laid off</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I had no insurance.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>So, all the MRIs, CT scans were postponed until just these past few months and while the mass is still there it hasn't grown in size, but my new neurologist, who I actually use to refer patients to has a very positive outlook with the medications I'm taking</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>and</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>more so...</strong><strong>I believe in Miracles!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>If God so chooses to heal me, I will be healed either by HIS touch or through the hands of His physicians He has led me to.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Either way...God and I are on this journey together!! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>10. <em>What was the best material thing you bought?</em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>oh....this one is eeee-zzzzz!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>My Canon PowerShot SX10IS with 20x zoom!!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>My love for photography is just priceless!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Each and every time I look through the lens of my camera I am seeing something that GOD created!!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>HOW AWESOME IS THAT?</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I like to look at things from different views and perspectives and angles!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>(amazing, as I just typed that how that so reflects my life too!!)</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>I was so terribly scared at one point with the vision in my right eye fading that I wanted to soak up every sight I could see!! Now...knowing that my vision is stable....I still feel the same!!</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>My dads mom, Memaw, once told me...</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>"When you're looking at a sunset your seeing something you'll never see again, you can't pull it out of an old drawer, nope, a Sunset is one of a kind!" </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>Funny, how certain things stick with us that we are taught and I grew to learn also that that saying came from a book entitled, "Never Miss A Sunset"! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">11. <em>Where did most of your money go?</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>TRAVELING!!!!!!!!!!!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>I swear I am a gypsy!</strong><br /><strong>He is providing for me and I AM EVER SO GRATEFUL! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>12. <em>What song will remind you of 2009 and why?</em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em>Hold My Heart</em></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><em>by Tenth Ave. North</em></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>I was able to see Tenth Ave. North in their very first ever concert in West Palm Beach in the fellowship hall of First Baptist Church West Palm Beach. Then months later...they are winning a Dove award!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>My nephews knew of the group from church and Little George had just had his 3rd surgery on his foot. We arrive at the church and he's in a wheelchair, knowing he can barely see the guys we ask if we can move up. Not only did they accommodate us....we sat just to the right of the stage and the leader Mike came down and gave the boys a photo and autographed his cast as well! This group is so humble!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>I sat back enjoying watching Lil George really getting into this concert while singing along with the words to the songs on the overhead.</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>I had no idea that when they played the song HOLD MY HEART....How God would speak to me!! </strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>Oh my....it brings me to tears now as I recall the song speaking so loudly to me....</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>I look over and Debbie and are both in tears</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>......simply......</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>an amazing evening!</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>There are other songs too but recalling "Big George" singing and raising his arms along with his wife and their twins boy....what a memory to capture....to see my sisters family praising God in song!!</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>Later, towards the end they played a song called, "I'm yours tonight"</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>....and well....</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>it just cracked us up as Connor was mimicking his dad singing it going home!! (We adults understood this, right!?)</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em>Here are the words:</em></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">How long must I pray</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Must I pray to You?</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">How long must I wait</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Must I wait for You?</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em></strong><br /> </div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">How long till I see Your face</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">See You shining through</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm on my knees</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">begging you to notice me</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm on my knees</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Father, Will you turn to me</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">(this is my favortie...)</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">One tear in the driving rain</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">one voice in a sea of pain</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">could the maker of the stars</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">hear the sound of my breaking heart</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">one life, that's all I am</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">right now I can barely stand</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">if you're everything you say you are</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">would you come close</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">and hold my heart!</span></strong></em><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've been so afraid</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">afraid to close my eyes</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">so much can slip away </span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">before I say goodbye</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">but if there's no other way</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm done asking why</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm on my knees</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">begging you to turn to me</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">i'm on my knees</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Father will you run to me</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">So many questions without answers</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">your promises remain</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">I can't see but I'll take my chances</span></strong></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">to hear you call my name</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em></strong><br /> </div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">TO HEAR YOU CALL MY NAME!!!!!!</span></strong></em></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>now if you've read all the above question, you can get a glimpse as to why this song became my prayer. One morning after days of singing it I realized...God was not just "calling my name" he was placing me in places I'd never been. Giving me opportunites I'd never had to show His love to others!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>I cannot imagine my life without His grace! </strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><em>13.</em> <em>What do you wish you would have done more of?</em></span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>*spend more time with my daddy and Trish</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>* hang out with Connie like the "90's"</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>*spend more time with my granddaughters</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>*read the Bible and learned to study it better</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong><br /> </div><div align="center"><strong>*I laugh alot,</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>but sometimes,</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>in the quiet,</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>God knows my heart</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>and a tear will find its way down.</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>I must be around people, period.</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>It is who I am.</strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>So,,,due to my putting personal restraints on myself, I would choose to not go out with friends or do things because I felt like the "fifth wheel". SO, basically...I would have been MUCH MORE SOCIAL! </strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">14. <em>What do you wish you would have done less of?</em></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span>~Making silly decisions on impulse</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>~letting go of relationships without trying</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>~saying Stupid!!</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>I never allowed the three "s" words in our home,</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>shutup</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>stupid</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>and</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>s***</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>and for some reason this year, I found myself saying those words..</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>Maybe in some instances I felt it was necessary</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>but, still yet...</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>I could have chosen more lady-like words!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>*I would have done less "analyzing" lol lol lol </strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">15.<em> Favorite TV program?</em></span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>BIGGEST LOSER</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>I've never been one to "stress" over my weight and its a good thing as being on steroids can make a scale go up quickly!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>I absolutely fell in love with this show!! I love the motivational and the mental way they get to these people!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>At the same time encouraging others!</strong><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>16.</strong></span><em><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong> Best book you read this year?</strong></span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">Oh wow...I don't have just one!</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">The Shack by William P. Young</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">(love where this one takes you...back and forth)</span></em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">90 minutes in Heaven by Don Piper</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">(this story is real and captivating!)</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">Heaven is Real by Don Piper</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">(the images, the feeling you get while reading are soooo real) </span></em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">Damaged by Cathy Glass</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">(a sad, difficult story of a lost and abused little girl) </span></em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">The Wedding by Nicholas Sparks</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:100%;">(just a feel good lovestory)</span></em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>17.<em> Favorite Film of the year?</em></strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">By all means</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">THE BLINDSIDE!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I hop in the car, almost late due to chatting with Krista online</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">me, talking? online? lol</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">get lost in less than 1/2 mile trying to find the closest theater (HA!)</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Did find a Policeman & he cracks up and tells me to basically turn around and "LOOK"</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">duhhhh</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">it was the 9:55 showing and I was alone</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Mr. Policeman scolded me</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">yet</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">was waiting at my truck when the movie was over!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">awhhhh!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Now thats Public Service!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">anyway</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">the movie reminded me alot of my life with Big Larry.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Now both of us are so guilty of taking people in and he was notorious for it!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">He had a guy he found walking on the road one day with two little girls come for dinner, well, before I knew it "George" and his girls (Amanda and Ashley) had been with us over two months.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Larry had gotten him on at Lee Company and he'd been able to get an apt with his girls.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I'll never forget those dirty little faces and clothes when he brought them home, even their dad who couldn't have weighed 100lbs.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Stephanie was about Amandas age and we bathed them all and made such a big deal out of it....washing and blow-drying their hair. Braiding it.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Stephanie sharing her toys</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Lil Larry shared his birthday with them and so did Steph!!<br />(They are in yalls pics in your scrapbooks!) </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">This movie moved me for this reason...It brought back many</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">UT (Knox) memories ~ lol</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">gave me the warm fuzzies on such a cold night</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">and left me laughing all at the same time!!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Kuddos to this movie</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">***** it get 5 stars from me!!</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">18<em>. What did yo do on you birthday & how old were you?</em></span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">My birthday found me turning 46.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Now, since Alyssa and Memal and I all have the same birthday week, we shared it together along with Memals best friend, "Aunt Wanda". </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">They came into town and we went to dinner at Koyotos Japaneese and had the best birthday cake ever from Rileys bakery!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">That weekend Glenn and Kim came up and we all went to WKU campus together and I got my WKU M♥M shirt as a gift and we all explored Mammoth Cave together!!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">It was incredible until I learned my granddaughters b'day party had been moved up two hours earlier so I was late, words were exchanged via facebook, and I learned a powerful lesson. </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT, regardless.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">others take what you TYPE wrong and yes, although my feelings were hurt cause I tried in every way to enjoy my day and everyone elses all tied into one!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">P.S. Note to self: you cant please everyone all the time period!</span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>19. <em>What political issue stirred you the most?</em></strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Our nation made history by having a woman and a black man both run for President and Vice President.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I found this to be the thing that stirred others! </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">It was living history to me!!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I am so NOT pregidious</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">it was who was better suited for the job and personally,</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I think I'd try to argue with The Lord himself if He told me to have that position!!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I believe people need to know and vote for their LOCAL Senators and Congressmen, Mayors and Governors</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">those are the ones making the changes when it really comes down to it!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Dont just jump up and vote once every 4 years for the President!! </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I pray for President Obama to guide this country not by his thoughts, but by following the guidelines set forth by our forefathers that were Biblical and by Gods convictions on his heart.<br />This country has "out-lawed" itself...it needs to get back to the basics! </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">(<em>stepping down off my soapbox</em>)</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>20. <em>Who was the best new person you met?</em></strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Gloria</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Gloria</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Gloria</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">you will fall in love in 15 minutes upon meeting her!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Gloria is black and she told me "it's okay to say that"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I was/am her first ever "white friend"</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">she says where she was raised, </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">you just did not befriend the white folks. Seriously!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Gloris is also 46 and has made me laugh when I thought I couldn't laugh any harder!!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">She brought back a spirit to me that I had covered up.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">She is my greatest new friend from Jan 09!!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">I love her, she tells everyone we're twins and she's so convincing it's scary!!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Gloria...Thank you for opening your heart to me</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">to love me as a friend so unconditionally when we both were at our wits end</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Thank you for sitting endlessly with me at the hospital</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">for helping me up stairs~lol</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">for helping me heal</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">For teaching me:</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">"GIRL YOU BETTER STAND UP FO YO'SELF BEFOR I KICK YOUR BUTT"</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Thank you for sharing with me our love for Jesus Christ</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">and our love for sharing in song together!</span></div><div align="center">How many times have we sang duets together? I have seriously lost count!!</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">You are my "sista in Christ!"</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">GLORYYYYYY</span><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></div></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">GLORIA!!</span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><br />Secondly....I am grateful, so, so grateful that God allowed facebook to reconnect me with some long time friends from elementary school and even cousin from every corner of the US! My high school reunion also reconnected me with some long lost friends..and it's awesome!!</div><div align="center">Thank You Betsy for sharing your questions with us and I've added one, </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">21. What will you do more of in 2010?</span></strong></div><div align="center">~my heart is open to find love and romance again andI'm excited!</div><div align="center">You have my word that I will:</div><div align="center">tip more canoes~INTENTIONALLY..teehee</div><div align="center">play 90+ holes of golf in one day</div><div align="center">ride endlessly on the Harley with no watch</div><div align="center">talk</div><div align="center">continue to play softball</div><div align="center">laugh</div><div align="center">drill the ball when playing volleyball...</div><div align="center">stay up way too late</div><div align="center">love</div><div align="center">smile</div><div align="center">talk more</div><div align="center">play tricks with bugs on the girls while camping</div><div align="center">NOT play a beer~drinking~alien~game with the crew</div><div align="center">(but will always remain the "spitter"...LOL LOL)</div><div align="center">fish, fish, fish</div><div align="center">play with my granddaughters</div><div align="center">hugggg often</div><div align="center">hold hands with someone (awwwwww)</div><div align="center">go handgliding and skydiving (again)</div><div align="center">tubing down the creek in North Carolina (even if it require stitches later)</div><div align="center">adopt a puppy</div><div align="center">release a mouse if he's caught in the house</div><div align="center">feed my birds outside the door</div><div align="center">make more jewelry</div><div align="center">scrapbook</div><div align="center">photograph anything I can</div><div align="center">finish my third childrens book</div><div align="center">take more college courses to aim for my masters in fine arts</div><div align="center">journal</div><div align="center">talk...did i mention talk?</div><div align="center">plan a family reunion with cousins</div><div align="center">fly an airplane (hopefully)</div><div align="center">take the helicopter down into the gorge at the Grand Canyon and ride the horse back out</div><div align="center">see the East Coast sunrise from Marthas Vineyard & Nantucket Sound</div><div align="center">Visit Novia Scotia or GREECE</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">In closing I want to say, I LOVE YOU! However, whenever you touched my life I was honored and if I failed to tell you so then please, know it now! </div><div align="center"><strong>Much love ♥ </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></div></strong><br /><strong><br /><div align="center">MY LOVE TO EACH ONE OF YOU THAT READS THIS!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8bZdEDzWXOJPK-C2kWddwl2FvFcedIXfIZsAJTcQNJzifLjaiK3bIFxHcv5NIMMLjl4-VTuOw3vUCmOSi6SWXVqtF4FULpPeZ6Wt-MqFz7noGVNacLX4HhofKhE0qTtpIgudW9FaIiU/s1600-h/Bri.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422430585665018274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8bZdEDzWXOJPK-C2kWddwl2FvFcedIXfIZsAJTcQNJzifLjaiK3bIFxHcv5NIMMLjl4-VTuOw3vUCmOSi6SWXVqtF4FULpPeZ6Wt-MqFz7noGVNacLX4HhofKhE0qTtpIgudW9FaIiU/s320/Bri.png" /></a><br /></strong></div><br /><strong></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-87699382694262159722009-12-31T01:33:00.004-06:002009-12-31T02:15:28.868-06:0027 years ago today....our miracle became a reality!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrRUgTu519N04p-aSWRn0hzPX3gNJYyo83nNsiLGgRhmHLK8z-tVfQ6pIC1YduY0bDLZYGmvXiKuGHp4ywt99gv5ZWOqEprpT9iRfcNwPtHpghC7wYULx0hlEBfEn2u9H4ofy3SUlYd8/s1600-h/IMG_2299.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421310819768549730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrRUgTu519N04p-aSWRn0hzPX3gNJYyo83nNsiLGgRhmHLK8z-tVfQ6pIC1YduY0bDLZYGmvXiKuGHp4ywt99gv5ZWOqEprpT9iRfcNwPtHpghC7wYULx0hlEBfEn2u9H4ofy3SUlYd8/s320/IMG_2299.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Tis the wee hours of New Years Eve. December 31, 2009. Twenty-seven years ago on this day I ventured off to work with my hubby. Larry was a heavy equipment operator but his dad also owned Seiber and Sons Housemoving. </div><br /><div>On this particularly warm December day Larry and I, along with his brother Chris had worked on a roof. Larry knew I couldn't stand to be sitting on the ground while they worked away ontop of that house. They were literally numbering and lettering boards in order to "lay the roof down" on a 200 year old log home. So...with Chris in front of me and Big Larry behind me I was allowed to climb the ladder and sit. When I say sit...I mean, the kind you tell your kids, "DONT MOVE...SIT!" They were both scared to death I'd fall and being 81/2 months pregnant, well, I just did what I wanted to do within reason...and yes...this seemed within reason. </div><br /><div>A little background. Larry and I had no idea we were pregnant for several, several months. After a family trip to WestPalm Beach to visit Debbie and George...the mixed drink, the ocean, sun and especially the high diving board seemed to "do me in." When I arrived back to Nashville and went to the doctor on September 30th...I learned I was between 5-6 months pregnant. Larry and I were beyond ourselves. We had been told I couldnt conceive!! We were given a due date of Jan 14th that changed to Jan 5th. We knew all along our baby would have to be a C-Section, but we still went to every birthing class they offered in that short time. </div><br /><div>So....now....here it is...three months after learning I was expecting....sitting on a roof watching my hubby and his brother. We laughed about it later and so did Dr. Witt as he, himself, told me to keep up my normal routine! </div><br /><div>We arrived home around 5:30 and I made myself a peanut butter and banana sandwich....Larry and Chris both commented on how that would send me into labor! After a longggg sit in the tub, I noticed a "jolt" and had that "hummm, i wonder" feeling all new moms have. I looked over at the clock and it was 7:00. That "jolt" came again at 7:45. This continued and I kept it to myself until the "jolts" were now 5 minutes apart and we lived about 30 minutes from the hospital. </div><br /><div>Big Larry was seriously a basket case......The poor man. Long before cell phones he and Chris stopped at the local "Kanagroo" market and bought coffee and got plenty of quarters for the phone. Then, as an ongoing joke...and jolts now serious contractions and 3 minutes apart, Larry pulls into the Greyhound bus station in Murfreesboro, TN. I'm laughing so hard I just about wet myself and poor Chris...he had no idea what was going on. The joke was, when it was time for the baby to arrive, larry would board a bus, go to Memphis (Graceland) and come back. By then the baby would have arrived. It seriously was a joke....He loved Elvis and said that would be the time he would get to see him. Eventually after a few minutes of us both laughing and me now in some serious-mode....We arrived at the hospital and they began the routine of making calls and family began to arrive. </div><br /><div>Larry kept telling them I was suppose to have a C-Section but my doctor wasn't on-call. Just before midnight....Larry came into the room and said, 414....414!!! I'm looking at him like, "What"? 414 tiles honey.....thats how many tiles are in the hallway!!!! The next thing I know I'm being kissed on the forehead by family and wisked away.......</div><br /><div>and just before Jan 1st 1983....our son, Larry Christopher Seiber was born! WOW....27 years!! I was two years out of high school and Larry insisted on my finishing college. We didnt do anything as I was taught and raised to do....we were engaged, the marriage did take place in front of our family on Dec 23, 1984 after our daughter was born. (Secretly we wed, in front of the judge long before) I was in such a state of rebellion I guess and looking back now, I'm glad we did the things we did. I'm thankful for being rebellious in someways. It taught me how to really know my kids today. I'm thankful for an older husband that loved me unconditionally...who use to sign me out of school as my stepdad!!! LOL Look, when your in good with the principal....it doesnt matter!! </div><br /><div>Son....you are quite a man. I know I often tell you how proud I am of you and how proud your dad would be.....but I dont think you understand the meaning behind all that. WE ARE SOOOO PROUD OF YOU! You have the heart and soul of your father. You have the gift of laughter and life from me. If there are two things your dad and I shared alike is was for those less fortunate and to emerge ourself into each new day as it was our last. We lived to wake up and go to sleep in each others arms. The nights that you would lay atop your dad and yall would sleep.....ahhhhh.....are moments etched in my memory!! These are gifts from heaven we given each day, memories. </div><br /><div>Live your life for God. Live your life for you wife and then for your children. You will be soooooooo rewarded to stand strong during the hardtimes and become so much closer when you seem so distant. If I can give you anything on this your birthday.....it would be the gift of Gods everlasting love to you. You know Him. You honor Him. Now go and grow and grow that much more in HIM! Take that voice he has given you and honor HIM with it. Your family is so, so talented....bask in its musical talents and honor HIM through making "Your Life Song!" </div><br /><div>Larry, I love you. There is no material gift I can hand you and watch you open that would tell you how much I love you. You were our first miracle...now look where you, our miracle, has taken each of us!! Pretty awesome when you think about our journeys!!<br />Happy, Happy Birthday Son!! </div><br /><div>M♥M </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-8888149541123324602009-11-14T16:25:00.002-06:002009-11-14T16:46:26.306-06:00Time to get busy and update!Just so that you know if you ever drop in- I've got lots of copy/pasting to do to catch up my blog. LOTS! So much as happend over the course of the past few months and I've got a lot written I just need to get it on here!<br /><br />My soul has been telling me to write stuff down, memories, pictures, drawing. I just feel I have got to get this story out of ME and onto paper. I honestly don't know where to start. Milestones come and I have the greatest of intentions...only to realize the time has come and I'm behind again. I use to be sooooo organized. where has that part of my brain gone? teehee<br /><br />So: to catch up in brief and to upload,<br />October/November....gee...SO many birthdays! So many activities! My trip to SanDiego and driving cross country with Bret. (those notes are long!) and pictures are many!! Bret arriving home to see family and friends before deploying yet again to somewhere in Afghanistan. My NOT going to the airport this trip to see him off. There were so many fun days we had. My unfortunate ER event with my back, again. Preparing for the "fill the mailbag" event for Bret for his 22nd b'day celebration overseas. My sister and George both turned 50. I dont think I 've even come to terms with that yet... :p that just isn't imaginable! <br />Facebook remark that I made that taught me a lesson...and I'd do it again, yet differently. <br />This overwhelming urge to talk to people about Jesus. I brought it up with Meleah on the phone yesterday. It's in me and as much as I want it to come out and do let it.....I'm so scared. Not prepared mostly. <br />Started the GriefStudy group at church and I think this is going to help me deal with more than even I know at this moment. God has always planned ahead with me and I'm trying to keep an open heart and mind. He didnt promise us an easy journey but He did indeed promise a SAFE ARRIVAL!<br />Okay, well....<br />tears are falling like always when I get on this blog. What is it? What am I trying to say? Who would listen? Who would really?? Do I have a gift of expressing myself or am I just hoping it will leap forth from these keystrokes?? hummmmm<br />oh...and Lord....i'm going on single now for 3 years. Can we talk about this? I really want, well, you know my heart and what I long for. It's always been known that God and I handle everything with humor...so....would the man that thinks he can handle me...lol.... I'm just kidding. "♫ ... so find yourself somebody to loveeeee... ♫" who sang that Perry Como or Frank Sinatra? <br />Much love to you if you are reading this.<br />know that I love you. know that if you've been directed to hit my one little "blog" url than you are meant to be here. (poor thang) <br />Jesus cared enough to hold his hands out and die for you and me. Let me open my arms wide enough to say and ask..."What can I do for you?" <br />"What can I pray for you?" Let me be your friend and your sister in Christ. <br />Muuacccchhh, briUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-35262216827344365262009-09-02T13:11:00.001-05:002009-09-02T13:14:11.061-05:00running freethe river ran<br />through<br />the bridge<br />tough as stone<br />my love is flowing<br />for you<br />aloneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-30484589018334814702009-09-02T13:09:00.001-05:002009-09-02T13:11:30.187-05:00...thoughts...Sometimes<br />I<br />sit...<br />Surrounded<br />by rock<br />water<br />and clover<br />and<br />only<br />think<br />about<br />YOU.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-90403544021109495522009-09-01T16:02:00.002-05:002009-09-01T16:13:21.833-05:00Earths own talesToday found me in a romatic mood I guess you could say. <br /><br />The earlier part of the morning had me driving down new roads never explored. Barns, cornfields, horses, long trailing white fences, the river-winding as the bridges told of old stories, old romances, giggles and gallops from the carriages.<br /><br />Where do we store and log these tales? <br /><br />Hillsides that were once covered with farmhouses and children playing in the fields. <br />The ponds- dried, that once held as much laughter as rainwater. <br />Monumental trees with decades of rings to show for its life. <br />The storms these trees have endured...the water the creeks have had overflowing and cascading over the rocks...generations of clover and vines...honeysuckel filling the air with a sweet essence for centuries....<br /><br />How, where, when will the earth be able to tell us its story? <br /><br />just some thoughts that are wandering in my mind and soul today...<br />as i explore...<br />and<br />fall in love<br />with<br />nature<br />all over again.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-55153752361459506922009-08-31T11:22:00.003-05:002009-08-31T11:40:18.072-05:00GoodMorning YOU!The sunshine is brilliant this morning...I mean just stunning! My veins are pumping with energy just feeling it's warmth! For the past two days at 4am my eyes have just "popped" open and my body has felt like it needs to jump up and be creative! Crazy coming from me...the one who seems to be frail in physical strength! lol My body certainly tells me of better and younger more youthful days....lol Not that I am old mind you!!<br /><br />Love, Love, Love...<br />How do I tell you what is in my heart? How do I convey to you the feeling that is in me? Like a scratch and sniff sticker...you can relate? You may scratch and sense the aroma, but, do you get it? Does it flow in your veins? The fruity essence making you feel giddy or the nutmeg...bringing forth your nostalgic side?<br /><br />My heart feels so big...overflowing somedays, really. Like it needs to expand. It's funny...I can actually feel this little flutter sometimes and I think it must be bursting forth at it's seams! As I travel in my mind back to the love and loves I've experienced...I realize what each relationship has taught me. The capacity to love is never fullfilled, or is it? Think back on old friends, past relationships, family members, co-workers....we give a small bit of ourself everyday in some fashion to all these people...what are we giving them? What are we being blessed with from them? How are they enriched by me today? How did they enrich me?<br /><br />What is it I am learning in this life?<br />Where will it take me and where will I travel with it?<br />What does a soul need to travel?<br />Wheels?<br />Feet?<br />Faith...<br />Yes, Faith<br />What lesson can I learn today?<br />What difference can I make for you today?<br />just remember<br />i smiled<br />i laughed!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-74741578640025195652009-08-21T10:47:00.005-05:002009-08-21T11:58:41.449-05:00Do you see Jesus?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw80gK2P2J35B3TvKjkqaV4ulyZB4CfNCSpEvSF5lVbLW_x2ZDzcKkQYVrSOIac41qa-T2wBpuGX12MO66N2JxwdweP9Kxx8c_nsGph6kEuA9hZv1JY-Qz8gXeF4yNF-f7HmGNad4mUYM/s1600-h/Nature+09+126.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372445093982424882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw80gK2P2J35B3TvKjkqaV4ulyZB4CfNCSpEvSF5lVbLW_x2ZDzcKkQYVrSOIac41qa-T2wBpuGX12MO66N2JxwdweP9Kxx8c_nsGph6kEuA9hZv1JY-Qz8gXeF4yNF-f7HmGNad4mUYM/s400/Nature+09+126.jpg" /></a> Anybody that knows me understands my passion for photography! Yes, I've been known to take pictures while driving instead of chatting on my cellphone. Crazy, of course...but amazing!<br />So, yesterday Alyssa and I had been to Owensboro, KY to see her Memaw. She was not expected to make it though the night. When we left the hospital Alyssa was exhausted. Sometimes there simply are no words and the silence says it all, ya know. I'd driven for about 70 miles checking out the clouds and picking out formations that looked like bunnies or butterflies. There was the most spectacular set of ominous clouds in the sky...all SO different. I had my camera in the back seat and asked Lyssa to grab it. She turned it on and the sound of the shutter made one think a professional photographer was in the passengers seat!! She then began reviewing them when she was speechless. Her mouth was wide open and the pictue above is what she had captured.<br />Jesus was there...comforting her...watching over us...reminding us that he stretched out his arms and carried our sins for us. The love flowing from His hands and from His brow. What an incredible sense of peace it brought to both of us.<br />God does speak to each of us in His own way. A way in which only you as an individual will understand. Open your eyes and allow your heart to take it all in!! His unconditional love is there, arms wide open....all you have to do is ask.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-43959132026041292482009-08-20T23:33:00.002-05:002009-08-21T00:01:04.538-05:00raindrops from heaven fill my heartThe rain today is slow and steady. The kind you want to take a midday nap with. The sky a slight grey and hazy blue. Its apperance reflects the way my heart is feeling. I cannot deny that my soul is always full of joy even in the deepest hours of despair, yet, human as I am that joy is sometimes buried below the surface. <br />I've come to understand the true meaning of "Agape". So, why would that make me feel sad you ask... When a persons soul has adopted the true meaning of unconditional Love you want to share it with everyone! I honestly cannot keep it inside me although today I became increasingly aware that some of the closest people to my heart, "Just don't get it." Now mind you I'm not judging in anyway...I just want to share this explosive, contagious, infectious, multiplying feeling that is growing deep within me. Maybe that is why I find my "WEEDS" are so luminating. <br />A man in the store said to me today, "You are just a bright ray of sunshine!" What a compliment I thought...so of course I said THANK YOU! He then asked while chuckling, "Did you win the lottery?" My answer was not thought out so I quickly responded with, "Nope, I was given something much bigger!" He looked with worried brows waiting for me to continue...I blurted out, "I know I'm going to Heaven!!!" He then rolled his eyes and walked away. Friends...I was dumb-founded, heart-broken and just so confused all in a split second. Not often am I at a loss for words, but, I felt I had failed! I came across to bold, to vivacious for what makes me so joyfull. I just cannot express how a beautiful compliment stopped me in my tracks. I missed an opportunity. <br />However, after I woke to the same raindrops that engaged my nap, I heard a voice whisper, "you planted a seed!" I pray I did. I pray too that God can calm me down if thats what I need...lol! I just felt I had failed at something I'm soooo passionate about as odd as that may sound. <br />So my heart is full of those raindrops, yet they are streaming down my face. <br /><br />This is my own thought to ponder tomorrow:<br />Even the whitest of snows have dirt beneath them!<br /><br />May my day shine more radiantly tomorrow!<br />Goodnight my loves!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-44423379225589428902009-08-20T00:09:00.003-05:002009-08-20T23:24:53.503-05:00Seeing ClearlyFunny...I sit at the keyboard, all these words inside my head and my fingers just don't type the 90wpm they use too! I think I need one of those voice recorder devices!! Yesterday after a much needed trip to the Opthamologist I learned my vision is really fading quickly, especially during a relapse with my Multiple Sclerosis. Yet...in my life things are soooo incredibly clear! How do I say this...I'm still amazed when God works everything out...but I'm more amazed to see how he brings it all together! Like a puzzle with all the same shape pieces. My road is not all paved out or even carpeted...it's still the same ole' gravel road that kicks up dirt...but the cloud it leaves as I travel it, is beautiful. The joy in my spirit, in the inner soul of me is overflowing with uplifting words and I simple can't explain them....El Shaddai, El Shaddai....May you be able to grasp just some of this and take with you a piece of true happiness from God to me and from me to you today. How blessed I am to know my Heavenly Father!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-46039578905836081362009-06-25T11:40:00.004-05:002009-08-20T23:25:36.879-05:00Life<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Welp, today is just your average Thursday in June...right?</span> </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">Naw...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>Today is a</strong> <strong>spectacular, sun-filled, beautiful day that the Lord gave us to celebrate!</strong> <strong>I know that no matter what today may bring that it is NOTHING that God and I can't handle together!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">My morning started with my precious Alyssa standing above me saying, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">"Get up...Get up...it's time to go walking!" </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">What a remarkable way to start a day with one of you childrens face shinning brightly above you! </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">God is SO good and gracious to me!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">We walked and talked for 2 miles and inhaled the scents of nature around us. Then home to cut a fresh pineapple and make protein smoothies. I'm so thankful I have this time to spend with Lyss before she heads off to WKU for college this fall!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">So....now.....on with my day! </span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">I love you all!! </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">P.S. Jesus....Thank you for loving me today! </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bri♥</span></em></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478407563875669931.post-37612619359549267872008-11-24T23:22:00.001-06:002008-11-24T23:22:11.764-06:00Bris Songs <center><p style="visibility:visible;"><embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-bear.swf?myid=15454869&path=2008/11/24" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="mycolor=638265&mycolor2=DE7D2F&mycolor3=D1FAB6&autoplay=true&rand=0&f=4&vol=100&pat=0&grad=false" width="135" height="190" name="myflashfetish" align="middle"type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:135px;height:190px;" > </embed><br><a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/15454869" target="_blank"><img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Music"></a><a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist"></a><br /><a href="http://mixpod.com">Music Playlist</a> at <a href="http://mixpod.com">MixPod.com</a></p></center><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyNzU5MDQzNjE3NCZwdD*xMjI3NTkwNTIzNjk2JnA9MTgwMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PSZvPWM*YWNlOTM2NWRiYjQ2ZmY5MzI3Y2I2MDllMTg4MGJj.gif" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0