Tuesday, April 27, 2010


He set my feet upon a rock
And made my footsteps firm
Many will see
Many will see and fear

I will sing, sing a new song
I will sing, sing a new song
I will sing, sing a new song
I will sing, sing a new song

How long to sing this song?
How long to sing this song?
How long, how long
How long, how long to sing this song?

IT'S HERE!!!!!

Friday, April 16, 2010

I want to go there...

Me to 2 year-old student: Do you know the name of your church?

Student: Yes I do. It's the Church of the Absapositootie!

Sounds like a great church to me!

Monday, April 12, 2010

You may have heard this one before...

Hubby and I spent 5 married years together before we decided we were ready to have children. We were selfish, young, and more than a little unruly. We wanted time to form our relationship before we brought a child into the world. So, when I was 29 we decided the time had come to become parents. We were ecstatic when we were able to announce to our friends and family that we were pregnant. Only that pregnancy was not meant to be and we miscarried. 6 months later we tried again and this time we guardedly, but joyously, announced our pregnancy, only to lose that child as well.

We were devastated. Maybe we were not meant to have a child. We decided to take a year and just heal our broken hearts. But something happened…Hubby went home to Florida for his Spring Break while I stayed home to work. It was while he was gone that I received confirmation that I, against all odds, was pregnant again. I panicked, I grieved. I was alone and afraid. I wasn’t ready to carry (and more than likely) lose a child again.

I went to school that morning and my tiniest little 4th grader, no more than 50 pounds wet, said, “I need to tell you something.” She took me aside and said, “Every morning I read from this book my mom gave me. It tells a story and then talks about a lesson from Jesus. Today the lesson was ‘choose to be happy.’ It made me think of you. I don’t know why I need to tell you that, but I do, so I did.” And just like that she walked away and went back to work, none the wiser that she had just given me the greatest gift I had ever received. Throughout the rest of the pregnancy, even though it was high-risk the whole way and I ended up in the emergency room at 17 weeks, I never lost her voice in my heart telling me to choose to be happy. I knew everything would be all right.

Now you all know I am not the most religious person in the world. And I certainly don't want to say I think God was talking to me, but I do think the Universe wanted to let me know everything was going to be all right. The funny thing was, the women I worked with at the time tried hard to convince me that I should forgo delivering in a hospital and just let them create a circle around me and deliver at home. I scoffed then at the idea, thinking it was mighty weird. But you know what, after my labor and delivery experience, I really wish I had.

Lesson to the wise...choose a GREAT OB, not just one your insurance says to.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010


My mom is having surgery on Friday so I am leaving tomorrow to go help her. Remember she now lives in the town where I used to live. I looked online at the local news and lo and behold, the tall ship just arrived. For those of you who wonder why that freaks me out, remember my dream at the end of Elise's story?

All I can say is SHIT!!!! That freaks me out.

But anywho, I will be away from my blog this week. You're welcome to leave comments as they come through my email, but there will be no new post.

See you next week.

Friday, April 2, 2010


Today I have been married 5475 days, or 15 years. I was a child when I met my husband and married him on a hill by a river. I thought the world was going to open up before me and we would travel to exotic places on our high paying salaries provided by our jobs that only required us to work 20 hours a week.

Instead I am about to pay a $10,000 tax bill with money I don't have, I am living in a neighborhood that is being populated more and more by people in black shirts with guns, and I am constantly telling church people I am not like my husband only to have them not believe me. Have you ever tried to be yourself only to have people insist that you are not who you say you are? Oh, and did I mention I am the owner of a dog who chewed through a computer powercord and lived?

But you know what? Even if I had seen the future all those years ago and known I would be in such dire straits now, I would still walk down that bed and breakfast's garden pathway and stand under a vine-laced trellis as the river rolled by. I would still have told my dad no when he offered to shove me into the car and drive off instead of giving me away. I would still have promised to "love, honor and cherish" the man who I have woken up next to for 15 years. Because no matter what happens, I'd rather go through all the bad stuff every single day with him than have one stellar, million dollar day without him.

Here's to the next 15 years Hubby.