My Happy Ever After

It's ironic we find ourselves homeschooling again.. This time it's not my choice and I don't get to pick the curriculum. This time we can't connect with other homeschoolers or go on field trips. We're remembering why we chose public school. I think like anyone we are making the best of it. Some days all I can do is eat my feelings and cry. Other days I am taking this thing by the horns and charging ahead with this ever changing temporary normal. The hardest part is not knowing the end date and what comes next. Like everyone else, we had fun plans that have had to be canceled and we're grieving that loss. My girls don't quite get it, why isn't there any food at the store? Why do we have to wait in the car when we go to the chiropractor? Why are you freaking out about toilet paper? Why can't we go to church? Working on some fun ideas to keep our days light, an idea popped into my head this morning to allow the kids to earn fun things like ...

It's a weird thing when you create a human being with someone and then that someone wants nothing to do with you for 11 years. I have to consistently remind myself that this isn't about me, not since the moment I got pregnant. Do you know my story? I have a few friends who have been around since the beginning, I love that. Their love and support got me through a difficult time and they are the best cheerleaders as they watch how things have turned out! But for friends just joining us: In 2008 I was asked to leave my parents home after blowing way too many chances to abide by the household rules. It was arranged for me to stay with my Grandparents. The same weekend I lost my job and my boyfriend, I became depressed and didn't do much except go to church and work. I jumped on the chance to move in with a friend from church. Finally I got my heart right with God and decided I could not live both in the world and serve Jesus. I met an awesome guy and spent all my ti...

I turned 31 on the 31st this year! It was kind of funny how different this birthday was from last year. I was raised that humility looks like always putting yourself last and not wanting special attention. I have always felt funny about enjoying the attention my birthday brings. Last year turning 30 I knew it would be the last time I had a "big birthday" for a while and they wouldn't be as fun. So I planned lots of fun things, it was a little uncomfortable but it was such a fun excuse to see my family and friends. Because I went "all out" last year I planned absolutely nothing this year. Well, I requested that we go to the beach for the day since my birthday fell on a Saturday. The girls have calendars and always want to know what I wrote on them, so Laila asked about my birthday. She told her Daddy she saw something at Target that she wanted to buy me for my birthday and asked if he would take her to buy it. The next day (first day of school) she told ...