Tuesday, May 7, 2013

It doesn't always go as planned

So many times in the last week, life has been telling me to slow down.  I'd get frustrated every time I'd get stuck behind a slow driver or the drop off line at the kids school was being dumb or I would just miss that light and I'd go another direction.  Life kept trying to slow me down which last week and i'm thankful it did.  Had I gone about my normal way, I would have been the one that would have been hit by the hit and run driver four cars in front of me.  I'm not happy that someone else was hit, but I was so thankful that it was not us nor one of Gwen's close friends that it happened right in front of.  I tried my best to help out, but was still left with the thought of "I told you that you needed to slow down."  And so now I am listening.

Sometimes that means sitting down and writing out a super long email to someone you don't even know.  I had great plans of getting a bunch of painting work done today so I could finally post it and get it listed.  But I sat down, checked my email first and came across the daily blog update of Kate at Chasing Rainbows.  They've just recently lost their son Gavin and I've followed along as she has been grieving and planning his funeral and trying to put the pieces back in place.  Every word she has said has rung true with everything we went through with Maddie.  And today she posted that little piece of Hope for her family.  Just as I found out shortly after Maddie passed that I was pregnant with the twins, she has found out that she is pregnant with her own little miracle.  Today after I read her blog, I cried for her and felt that push that I had to reach out to her.  I'm not normally a comment on a blog person, let alone send them an email, but today I knew I had to.  I sent her a much longer email then I am sure she needed to read of what we went through and that if anything, I know what she's going through.

Now I don't know her personally and I don't know that any of you know her either, but it can't hurt to send just a small prayer out to them.  A prayer that project Hope is a happy healthy pregnancy for Kate.  A prayer that come December, that baby will be the most precious child.  A prayer for Peace and strength in what will still be hard times emotionally for them.  No one ever should have to know how it feels to bury their child.  But as someone who has, I ask that you send out any positive thoughts you can to their family. 

And now I get back to my regularly scheduled crazy life.  Hopefully on a slower pace, more island style then anything. 


Monday, March 11, 2013

10 on 10

I've been seeing 10on10 around different blogs for awhile and I've always wanted to get one done, but then the 10th rolls by and I forget once again. Not this month though! Granted I did put it in my Cozi reminder, but still. It turned out to be a rainy, stay in the house all day kind of day, perfect for my craft closet (otherwise known as the Harry Potter) cleanup that I had been putting off. 

Nice quiet beginning to my morning.  Rain outside, hot cup of coffee and children sleeping in.  Doesn't get to be a much better Sunday morning then that.

Blueberry muffins for the little people and The Man, but not for me.  After eating way too much junk on Saturday, I need some clean eating and protein for my achy belly.

My roses loved all the extra rain that came yesterday.  The geckos not so much.  They all hid out on the front porch and the lanai.

I will never be able to hear this song and not think of some the boys who would play it non stop everytime Rock Band came out.

 We affectionately call the closet under our stairs the Harry Potter.  Its the one place I can keep all my craft supplies and its packed.  This is only about a quarter of whats all in there.  John came over, looked in and said "Its like wandering into the wardrobe in Narnia."   Why yes, yes it is!

This one did not want to let Mom get any work done.  He got new toys on Saturday and insisted that everybody needed to help him break them in.  Fortunately his Uncle loves him more then us and brought him over to play at their house with his fuzzy cousin.

Mom works, they play video games and stay in their jammies.  That's how rainy Sundays should be right?

Rainy Sundays also mean Mom makes soup for dinner.  This is stuffed pepper soup which I added too much rice to, so it ended up more stew like.  Still comfy and warming and perfect.

It doesn't happen every night, but we try to read at least one chapter of Harry every night.  And Chelsea sits and does my hair.  Everyone gets a good deal!

Long day+lots of lifting= Mom on the heating pad and tylenol before bed.  It sucks getting old!

So there is my 10 on 10.  Next month I just might pull out the real camera instead of just my phone and the iPad. 

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