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my may studio calico layouts are up...to see them all you can click here.
hope you had a wonderful weekend!
oh- and i think the mojo might be back. i had a BLAST working on a SC/NSD layout today!
i can't even tell you how happy i am. it's hard when you are going through a rough patch and the thing that gives you joy/therapy becomes unappealing. i'm not even joking that i said a prayer of thanks after i made this layout.
it's the little things, right?
xoxo
s
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I've got a new layout up on the MME blog today. I've been working hard over there ...won't you head on over for more photos and details ?
I know I don't do many military pages so i thought it was high time I changed that.
Making this one gave me comfort yesterday and (dare I say it?) made me want to make more pages!
Thank you for every word of encouragement and love that you've shared...every prayer you've said,every email and message you've sent. You guys are the absolute best.
xxo
s
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jimmy gave me this coin the day we got married. he couldn't have possibly known what it would mean to me one day. it is scratched and dull. but i cling to it and believe in what it says with all of my heart.
2 Corinthians 12:
9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
Okay. Confession time.
I am weak.
I admit it. Right now I am feeling weak. I'm tired, I'm sick, I'm worried, I'm stressed. I'm scared.
I am weak.
But He is strong.
I've had to hand my fear over. Hand my worry over.
I have had to accept that I can't do it all. Sometimes I like to think I can. But I can't.
It's okay that I'm not wanting to make anything. It is okay that I quit Project Life for now (I really don't want to put the past 2 weeks down on paper and I'm giving myself permission not to).
It is okay to say I MISS HIM. That I'm better when he's here.That I don't know what I'd do without him and that I'm terrified that one day I'll find out.
It is okay that I just want to love on my girls. Some days I want to hide from the world. Some days I just have to get out to keep from going nuts. Some days we stay in our pajamas all day.
It's okay.
I am giving myself permission to be sad. I am giving myself permission to cry after the girls are in bed.
I am weak.
But He gives me strength. My faith gives me strength. My children give me strength. The love I have for my husband gives me strength.
The fear will not win. The "what-ifs" will not win. The "could it happens" will not win. The "I wishes"will not win.
Strength and faith and positivity will win.
But for now I revel in my imperfections.It is okay to say that I feel weak.
We are all weak. Flawed. Struggling. Even though not everyone will admit it.
I am weak but He makes me strong.
S
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I'm here. Just not feeling it. No ideas on what to blog...I'm not really making anything so I don't have anything to share. Just concentrating on taking care of the girls and staying busy. But I'm here. :) Hopefully I'll be back to regular posts soon.
Determined to get through the gray and on to the sunshine.
I hope you all have a beautiful and blessed weekend.
S
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clinging to the moments when we get to talk to him...or even better SEE him.
comforted by his voice, his handsome face...his familiar mannerisms. that clearing-his-throat-thing? that he does here? that drives me NUTS??? is music to my ears. his smile is a life preserver.
and the looks on those sweet little faces?
those are the things that get me through another day.
we've been very technilogically blessed this time. 2 skype dates (NEVER done those before this time), a few phone calls,and one gchat.
when harper typed "i wont too b wif u" during the gchat i had to go hide so i could cry. but she saw anyway and typed "mome is cryng!". hahaha!
thanking the Lord for technology. what a sweet gift it is.
xoxo
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*note* this is an updated post. the previous post had an incorrect link. :)
With great sadness and a heavy heart...I introduce you to Tanner Higgins. Tanner was 23 and he was a Ranger. He was one of Jimmy's brothers in arms.He was killed Saturday.
This is a link to the story. The previous link went to a random video, do not go to that link unless you feel like listening to Tupac. :)
This is my friend Shelby. She was married to Tanner for six months. I can tell you that she is one of the sweetest, kindest, most innocent,most faithful women I've ever met.
I believe in the power of prayer. Will you please pray? Pray for Shelby. Pray for Tanner's mother Patti and his brothers Dillon and Noah.
Please pray for all of the men still overseas who still have a job to do. Please pray for all of the wives,girlfriends,and families who are home waiting and praying.
Thank you-
S
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i've wanted red hair forever and now i can officially check that off my bucket list.
my friend jen did it...she's coming over this weekend to add some golden/caramel highlights. YAY!
i say life's too short to not experiment with your hair. i wore mine up every day and hated it anyway...so here's to red!
working again...check.
dye my hair...check.
what next? something wonderful, i just know it!
happy happy weekend.
xxo
s
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All photos created with my favorite new Iphone app...Phonto.
Happy Thursday!
Tomorrow I get a bob and I'm going red. Wish me luck...EEEEK!
xxo
S
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April is the Month of the Military Child. It is the month that we celebrate the bravest, most resilient children I know.
Here's a few things that make my "military kids" different from other kids.
✷ One was born without her daddy here.
✷ They yell "DADDY!!!" when a helicopter flies over.
✷ They say things like this: "Can I throw grenades and flip tires in skinny jeans?".
✷ They have answers like this:
✷ They move every 1-2 years.
✷ The four of them were born in three different places.
✷ Since Harper has been born, her daddy has been gone for over 25 months.
✷ They are pros at making "welcome home" signs.
✷ They can tell you what RLTW means
✷ They sleep with daddy dolls, build a bears with their daddy's voice inside,and posters of their daddy on the wall.
✷ When you ask them what their daddy's job is, they say "keeping us safe".
✷ They know big words like "Afghanistan" and "deployed".
✷ They know to say "I love you" and "I am proud of you" and "Be careful,Daddy" every chance they get.
✷ They can plan and pack a mean care package.
✷ Among Sadie's first words was "work". As in...where is daddy? "uk".
✷ They have a HUGE family. Not just sisters and mommy and daddy and grandparents...they have an extended "ranger family". Friends that are like siblings. Women who are like second mommies, who love them and admonish them gently.
✷ They make countdown paper chains several times a year.
They
are
amazing.
Brave, strong,vulnerable, honest. They shoulder more worries and fear than children should have to. I think of the fear,anxiety,and sadness that I have in my heart sometimes. Then I imagine those emotions in the body and heart of a child, and it kills me.
Here's to the month of the military child. And to my military children. The strongest of the strong.
xo
s
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