Thursday, October 13, 2011

August

A lot more happened in August . . .



Charlie decided she wanted to learn how to ride her bike. She literally hopped on her bike and rode off. It's amazing what you can do with a little desire and determination.


The girls started their first day of school. It was a morning full of mixed emotions and tears, but in the end they were brave and realized they really didn't have a choice. :)



Charlie wanted to wear her Lego Star Wars shirt in honor of her brother Max.


We celebrated my dad's 65th birthday. The candles on the cake didn't even begin to describe the warmth and glow that is in my dad's heart. If you have met him or ever will meet him, you will know what I am talking about.


Jared and Kelli had a little boy. It's great living close and being a part of special moments like these.


Abby waited almost 9 months for this little guy to come into the world. She begged to be there soon after the birth so see the cute little guy and capture the moment. She is one proud cousin!


Stay tuned for more living . . .

Monday, October 10, 2011

It's About Time


Remember when I said we were going to have a summer filled with adventure? Well, we did just that! I will make things short and sweet with lots more to come; just like my kisses to my kids. First let's go back to August . . .


El Salvador 2011

Ryan always negotiates some local jewelry for me
   
awesome group
 
cold Coke Zeros
 
dancing with Garrett, aka Frank Sinatra



Stay tuned for more living . . .

Friday, October 7, 2011

I'm Still Here

 OK, I can't see a comment like the last one from the last post and not respond. In response to the comment . . . yes, I am doing OK. Have I been better? Yes. I have been pretty honest and open with my posts so far and won't stop now.

I am an active person and love the challenge of pushing myself just to see how far I can really go. With each race I’ve done, I start out feeling pumped up by the family, friends and even stranger’s cheers and support. When Max passed away, amongst the devastation and a heck of a lot of other feelings, I felt pumped up because of all the support I had. I felt like I could handle the challenge ahead. Like in a race, the crowd fades away and you are left alone to focus on your pace, your physical and mental capabilities, and what it's going to take to cross that finish line. I have been focused, trying to set a good pace for myself and keep a positive perspective. I have been pacing myself through a few expected hills, but just when I thought I had climbed the steepest one by far, when I reached the top, I looked out and saw hill after hill, climb after climb, with short down hills in between. Really?? Is this what I signed up for? I am beginning to realize it's what we have all signed up for. Life is tough. Nobody really has the "perfect life." Everybody is dealing with something. Whether it's self inflicted or just the hand we’re dealt. For everyone, life is full of struggle, sorrow, sadness, and pain. So . . . what do we do? We have to let those up hills make us stronger by learning from them, cherish those joyful exhilarating down hills, and endure to the end.

Am I as carefree and happy as I used to be? Probably not, but I can say that I am stronger. I may still cry when I find a Lego piece on the ground but when I hold my daughters hands or feel my babies kick inside of me or look into my husband’s face; that's when I feel that exhilarating downhill that's going to help me get through the next uphill.




Stay tuned for more living . . .



*Baby bump pics and family updates soon to come!