Have you seen anything prettier...

I know...I'm ashamed, but I can't help it...

These are just gorgeous...

Random, I know...

But I need something to keep my mind off of

all the stress...seriously, why do I stress so

much...

Tree

I was walking and I saw this branch on the ground...

Doesn't it look like a tree?

Pretty

Lazy Sunday Afternoons

I haven't posted in a while, so much going on
but it's always nice to be able to hang out at
home, read a good book, and take pictures of
my babies, Winston (white) and Chelsea (black).
Enjoy and remember to s l o w d o w n,
life is going fast enough :)

New Life

This little guy has been the HIGHLIGHT

of my depressing week! My sissy had her

baby yesterday. He is so soft and cuddly...

He observed everyone around him and I

never heard him cry...I'm so proud of my

little sister. She was so brave and strong.

This is her first baby and she was just a

champion at delivery. My sister will be an

awesome MOM, she's already an awesome

Aunt so I know that she'll be great! Baby

Auggi will be much loved, he joins a very, very

ginormous family that will hold him and squeeze

his chubby cheeks!

Maybe...

Maybe happiness for me is through this door...
if
only
it
were
that
easy...

My Papi

I haven't blogged for such a long time which is actually

interesting because since the last post SO MUCH has

happened! I have this picture of my Dad in my truck

always. I don't really talk a whole lot about my Dad

or where he's at, mostly because even though I love my

Dad and I'm so proud of him, I don't like the judgments

other people have, so I don't talk too much about him...

But I will today, because I believe it's a testimony that

gives GOD all the honor...my dad has been in prison

for almost 24 years... There were a whole lotta

sad moments in my life, more than I would

like to remember but there was also some

really happy ones. I loved to go see my Dad, I could

hug him and sit next to him and touch his hands. It was

amazing, I just thought there with him I was so protected,

never mind that as soon as he went through those heavy metal doors

he was humiliated and ridiculed. To me my Dad was and still is MY HERO!

I love him because even though he wasn't physically around I

have so much of him in me. My Dad is a survivor, the biggest thing

I could inherit from him would be that trait.

Okay, I'm sure I've rambled...but I want to get to the point.

My Dad is being paroled! This has been a miracle, a truly

answered prayer! I want to THANK EVERYONE who

has been in prayer for my Dad, thank you for not

judging him and really praying in faith, hope and LOVE that

he would be out soon. I think that my WHOLE family could not have

stayed in unity with one another if it wasn't for those prayer warriors.

THANK YOU!