Category Archives: Family

When You Hurt So Bad…

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Tonight we were in the car talking about nothing when the kids brought up when we’re allowed to say God or Jesus. We try to teach them to have respect for those words and not just throw them around. We told them that we say it if we’re praying or praising the Lord. We also told them that it’s okay to say those words if we’re telling people about the Lord. Of course we want them to use these words regularly, just with respect.

While we talked about using God and Jesus when we pray Aiden brought up a time that he said he prayed for his cousin to feel better. I told him that was exactly right and it was like how mommy prayed for him when he got hurt a couple of weeks ago. Then he said “yeah, because I hurt so bad I couldn’t pray for myself”.

At first I just smiled but then it hit me. He just said something far beyond his years and so much more profound than he knows.

Too many times we think of pain in the physical form. I haven’t had a lot of physical pain in my life. I haven’t broken a bone since I was a small child and while labor was painful it was a means to a great end. We recognize our physical pain and the toil it takes on us but how much more does the pain we feel deep inside impact us? My mind flashed back to times in my life that I was broken, like the loss of my dad or following my miscarriage. I was a shell of a person. I wasn’t me. I could barely function, much less pray for myself. It hurt too bad. I didn’t have the strength to do something as simple as pray for myself.

But I knew there were a lot of people praying for me. When I couldn’t lift myself up I comforted myself with the knowledge that people who loved me were doing the praying when they knew I couldn’t.

Over the last couple of weeks I have been praying for a family that has experienced an unimaginable, life changing tragedy. As I hugged them and spoke to them my words felt so small. “I’ll pray for you”. How much can that really mean I asked myself. Even though I’ve been in the position of being lifted by other people’s prayers it felt like I should be able to do more. Until tonight.

When I was talking to Aiden we were discussing physical pain but his simple words changed how I will forever see my offering of prayer. I may not be able to turn back time, take away the pain, or change what’s happened but I’m praying for them because they hurt so bad they can’t pray for themselves. And now I realize that means so much more than I ever recognized before.

Simply Thankful Saturday

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Sometimes it’s nice to sit and reflect on what you have been blessed with.  I was driving a few days ago and a song came on the radio that I hadn’t heard before.  It was by Martina McBride and the verses talked about a woman diagnosed with cancer.  It caught my attention and was emotional but it was the chorus that touched my heart.

When you’re weak, I’ll be strong
When you let go, I’ll hold on
When you need to cry, I swear that I’ll be there to dry your eyes
When you feel lost and scared to death,
Like you can’t take one more step
Just take my hand, together we can do it
I’m gonna love you through it.

The only person that came to mind was Gabe.  He’s been the one that’s held me when I’m weak, who’s told me everything would be alright when my world was falling apart, who encourages me when I don’t believe in myself half as much as he believes in me, and who I take every step through this life with.  I am thankful for a man, a partner, that is everything for me and I hope I am at least a fraction of that for him.

What are you thankful for today?

My Little Punky Brewster

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That little pumpkin over there to the right is my modest girl who has a LOT of ideas about how she should be dressing. Her favorite formula for an outfit is “a skirt, leggings, and a shirt”.  And that’s exactly how she says it.  Normally it’s something like “can I have a skirt, leggings, and a shirt?” or “I picked out a skirt, lettings, and a shirt”.  Oh and every once in a while “I don’t want that skirt, leggings, and shirt!”.  Generally that one is said with yelling and tears because apparently I’m trying to dress her horribly.  She has her own style, that’s for sure.

This outfit, for example, is most definitely of her doing (please pardon the quality, I took it with my phone because she stopped for a minute and I didn’t have time to grab a proper camera).  She actually wore the dress to church yesterday but with brown tights and a cute cream sweater.  Today she has her polka dot dress paired with polka dot leggings and while it’s hard to see, the hood on her jacket has pink polka dots.  I am a BIG fan of polka dots and think they are just lovely but this MIGHT be a bit much.  If I had picked this outfit out it would have probably lead to World War III with wailing and gnashing of teeth but because it is her choice she is more than happy to prance around looking like she got dressed in the dark.  Oh well, at least I didn’t have to pick it out!

Introducing the Gang

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I have a lot of plans for this space, including themes for different days, or at least some possibilities in mind.  I want to talk about all things modest, not just in my clothing.  I think you can be modest in so many ways, whether that be in food (which I have NOT been doing lately) and in your finances.  Budgeting is one thing I have learned to do even better after losing my job in November.  Beyond that I want to talk about my family and all of the things my life holds right now.

Of course if I want to talk about my family, it really seems like I should introduce them.  First, there is Gabe.  He is my husband of 13 years and the love of my life.  We met in 1996, got engaged in January of 1998, and were married October 24, 1998.  We have been through good times and bad, side by side, and he is still the love of my life.

Besides being the amazing husband and father he is, Gabe is also an amazingly talented author.  I am an analytical person and while I think my writing is okay (I mean, I can put together sentences and stuff!) it’s nothing like his.  I can write about myself and things I know (or heck, research for school and all of that) but he comes up with things in his head and I am immensely impressed.  I don’t have the level of imagination he has and I am always in awe each time he writes something new.  If you want to check him out I HIGHLY recommend swinging by his blog or heading over to amazon to check out his novel or his collection of short stories.  Not to shill for my husband or anything but I definitely do not think you will regret it if you do.

Now, he’s probably going to kill me for posting this here but one of my very favorite things about Gabe is his ability to laugh and be silly.  I think this photo pretty much sums that up and I can’t help but share that side of him with all of you.

This man put on my hat and then actually let me take a picture of it.  Yep, that’s just who he is.  And I love him.

The other two most important people in my life are the tiny humans called Aiden and Olivia (better known as Livi or Miss Livi).  Aiden will be turning 5 in March and Olivia is 3.  They are CONSTANTLY on the go and up to something. Aiden is in pre-school and learning every day, which is AMAZING to me.  I have always loved school and want my kiddos to have a love of education too.  Livi isn’t quite old enough for pre-school but she is definitely busy all the time and absolutely learning, school or not.  Aiden has a love of all things video game related and Livi could not be a bigger girlie girl.  He loves Mario and Lightning McQueen, while Livi is never happier than the times she is dressing up in her ballerina dresses or playing with her dolls.  They bring joy to me each and every day and are part of the huge motivation I have to be something better than I am.

So that’s pretty much us.  Hopefully I will be sharing them with you as much as possible from now on because I wouldn’t be who I am without these people in my life.