Sooooo.... I failed at "You Capture" when the topic was Yellow. And then again last week when it was "Lunch." And now I am already 2 days behind on this week's challenge of "Shoes." BUT I think I can handle this one, easily. We have no less than 569 pairs of shoes in this house and at any given time there are at least 10 pair (or sometimes not a pair) in the middle of my living room floor. So again I will say Challenge Accepted! Let's just hope I can follow through this time. Stay tuned!
These past couple of weeks have been busy. And in times like this my former self would have been in pure panic mode by now and would have already collapsed in bed 3 hours ago. (That's a lie. I would have fallen asleep on the couch and then been left there by my husband who attempted, numerous times, to wake me up but finally gave up and went to bed.) But as I mentioned a couple of weeks ago I am feeling this sudden sense of calm. And strangely and rarely enough it has actually stuck with me! Usually this stuff goes away in a day, if it even sticks around that long. But I think in my life I have finally come to realize that some things just are what they are and you can't control them.
And since I have let myself actually believe this I have been a different person. My workload has not led to any late-night stressing. I feel a bit more organized. (I said a bit. This house is still mostly chaos!) I am checking things off my to-do list and the things that don't get checked off are not causing me to have a melt down.
All of this is a tad unreal, especially in the midst of the holiday season. I just hope I can stick with it and not lose my mind by Christmas like I do most years. I'm actually further ahead on Christmas shopping than I have ever been in November. (Be quiet all of you who are finished shopping! I don't want to hear it!) We are going to visit Santa this Saturday, the FIRST day of December. We will also put up our tree and lights and all the other fun stuff of the season. We will have FUN and not stress about other (mostly unimportant) stuff.
This morning I made a to-do list that was a page long. (A small page, but still a page.) I forgot that I would be gone this evening. Absolutely nothing got checked off that list. But you know what? I'm OK with that. I had a fantastic night celebrating my daughter's First Reconciliation, I watched my favorite, can't miss show on TV and did a little work. Now I'm writing this. Tomorrow I will pick up the list again and get to work. But until then I will just enjoy what is.
(And in reference to the title of this post... I see that "Keep Calm..." stuff everywhere. I have no idea what it means. It just seemed appropriate.)
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
The Light
I scrolled through my previous posts because I was certain I had written something with this title before. Apparently not. (Apparently I am losing my mind. Not breaking news.)
So as all my (very few) loyal readers may have noticed, I have been absent from blog-land lately. I look back and I feel like I should have a really exciting story to tell you about why I just didn't have the time to sit down and write. Sadly that is not the case. But happily, it is because we were simply really super-busy living life. A new school year, 2 soccer seasons, fundraisers, a traveling husband, holidays and birthdays... nothing stellar, nothing out of the ordinary, but just a lot of STUFF. So much stuff, in fact, that I often felt like I was losing my mind. Or at the very least, a very small piece of myself. I have been so busy taking care of everybody else and all their needs that I haven't devoted much time to myself lately. And I feel the time I HAVE devoted to me has revolved around work.
But now... well, now I am writing, so that's a start! Twice this month! And the light at the end of the tunnel is starting to get a little brighter. I checked two books out of the library last week. Grown-up books! I watched my favorite Thursday night TV shows last night when they were actually on, not on DVR. (In retrospect that may not have been the best decision because I did not plan well for my Friday and that made things a little hectic.) But I am slowly getting back the things I have loved and missed. It's not all there... I haven't linked up with You Capture in forever. On several occassions I have actually taken pictures and never got around to uploading them. (This week's challenge is Yellow. Challenge accepted!) I still want to read all the other blogs I used to and the stack of books I bought at the library used book sale this summer. And I want to organize my house. And I want to get crafty with some pictures I took over the summer. And... well, you get the idea. Baby steps, my friends! Slowly but surely I will get there.
Not only do I see a light at the end of the tunnel, but I am starting to see light shed on certain situations. Recently I have taken a step back from things and put a lot of time into evaluating where my life is going and where I want it to go. I know where I WANT it to go, but most days I don't feel that is the direction I'm heading and I don't know how to redirect. Some days I don't even know if I can. I feel a constant pull between working towards what I want and working towards what I feel is best for others or what others want me to do. But the past couple of days I spent a lot of time working on my personal goals and somewhat neglecting other things. This led to panic. And stress. And worry. And after a surprisingly short amount of time, it led to an amazing release. The stress was suddenly lifted and I felt calm. I don't know that I can adequately explain it, but I just knew I was doing the right thing.
So hopefully that little pinhead of a light at the far end of the very long tunnel continues to come closer. And hopefully that light from above continues to not only shine down on me, but to open my eyes when it does.
So as all my (very few) loyal readers may have noticed, I have been absent from blog-land lately. I look back and I feel like I should have a really exciting story to tell you about why I just didn't have the time to sit down and write. Sadly that is not the case. But happily, it is because we were simply really super-busy living life. A new school year, 2 soccer seasons, fundraisers, a traveling husband, holidays and birthdays... nothing stellar, nothing out of the ordinary, but just a lot of STUFF. So much stuff, in fact, that I often felt like I was losing my mind. Or at the very least, a very small piece of myself. I have been so busy taking care of everybody else and all their needs that I haven't devoted much time to myself lately. And I feel the time I HAVE devoted to me has revolved around work.
But now... well, now I am writing, so that's a start! Twice this month! And the light at the end of the tunnel is starting to get a little brighter. I checked two books out of the library last week. Grown-up books! I watched my favorite Thursday night TV shows last night when they were actually on, not on DVR. (In retrospect that may not have been the best decision because I did not plan well for my Friday and that made things a little hectic.) But I am slowly getting back the things I have loved and missed. It's not all there... I haven't linked up with You Capture in forever. On several occassions I have actually taken pictures and never got around to uploading them. (This week's challenge is Yellow. Challenge accepted!) I still want to read all the other blogs I used to and the stack of books I bought at the library used book sale this summer. And I want to organize my house. And I want to get crafty with some pictures I took over the summer. And... well, you get the idea. Baby steps, my friends! Slowly but surely I will get there.
Not only do I see a light at the end of the tunnel, but I am starting to see light shed on certain situations. Recently I have taken a step back from things and put a lot of time into evaluating where my life is going and where I want it to go. I know where I WANT it to go, but most days I don't feel that is the direction I'm heading and I don't know how to redirect. Some days I don't even know if I can. I feel a constant pull between working towards what I want and working towards what I feel is best for others or what others want me to do. But the past couple of days I spent a lot of time working on my personal goals and somewhat neglecting other things. This led to panic. And stress. And worry. And after a surprisingly short amount of time, it led to an amazing release. The stress was suddenly lifted and I felt calm. I don't know that I can adequately explain it, but I just knew I was doing the right thing.
So hopefully that little pinhead of a light at the far end of the very long tunnel continues to come closer. And hopefully that light from above continues to not only shine down on me, but to open my eyes when it does.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Election Wrap-Up
AANNNNDDDD... I'm back! I'm not even going to attempt to explain why this blog was abandoned for over 2 months, I'm just jumping right back in!
As expected, this year's presidential election was HUGE. Monumental. Historic. And the cause of many arguments, much nastiness, and quite a bit of Facebook smack-talk and de-friending. And to that I say... grow up and get over yourself. As I have every year since I was legally able, I stood in line and voted like the proud American I am. I voted for a presidential candidate, a congressional candidate and quite a few other races on my local ballot. Some of my people won, some did not. I accepted it and went on with life. I did not post any status updates on Facebook gloating about "my wins" or bad-mouthing those who voted for "the other guys." I did not threaten to relocate my family to another city, state or country because the outcome may not have been exactly what I wanted. And I did not delete anybody from my friends list on Facebook, because I don't have any friendships that are built on political beliefs. (Although I will admit I did remove a few from my newsfeed. I still love ya, but I don't want to see all your negativity. See people?! That's how you do it!)
Now with that being said, I will admit that I am concerned about our future. I have never gone into an election with such uncertainty about who I was going to vote for. (I didn't decide on some of the races until I was driving to my polling place.) It bothers me (a lot) that I did not feel 100% confident in voting for either major Presidential candidate. I am more than a little frightened for my children's future and what will be awaiting them as they become adults. I am concerned about how I will provide them with the childhood I have always dreamed for them when our country is in such a state of chaos. And I am a tiny bit worried about how our family will manage on a day-to-day basis if this trend continues.
But more than any of those feelings, Election Day 2012 made me PROUD. What's that, you say? Do those two terms even go hand-in-hand after all this?? Yes, and let me tell you why.
For starters, voter turn-out was so high that several places ran out of ballots. Northern Kentucky was predicting a 70% turnout and they still ran out! Amazing! Now I will say, I will never understand why we don't have 100% turn-out every November, but that is an argument for another time. We'll take what we can get. Baby steps. It makes me proud that so many Americans feel so strongly about our current state and our future that they took the time to DO SOMETHING about it. Don't just sit on your couch (or computer) and complain!
Secondly, I am so very, very proud of my children. Growing up I'm certain I had no idea who was running for any elected office until I was in my teens. Nor did I really care. Now in many parts of the country, our county included, the polling places set up a "Kids Voting USA" booth. Kids can stop by and cast their private ballots, this year voting on the Presidential Race, the local Congressional race and 3 "issues" that were exclusive to the kids' ballots: Does your school do enough to prevent bullying? Do you think e-books should replace traditional text books in the classroom? Do you think the government should ban super-sized soft drinks?
(I will stop here to say that Brandon and I have talked to the kids about the election and who is running and a little about what the candidates stand for. But we have not pushed our opinions on them in the least and we didn't even tell them who we were voting for until Monday night.)
So we arrive at the local elementary school to vote. My 2 older kids were SO excited to vote! So excited that they voted before I did. Lucas (4 years) made his Presidential and Congressional selections based on the photos of the candidates. While he didn't really understand a lot of the issues, he recognized each candidate by picture and was able to put an X in the box of those he had told me he was going to vote for. I read the 3 issues to him and he firmly told me his answer and marked his X's. Ella (7 years) came in with her mind made up on all items on the ballot and voted as such. She had told me the reasons she was selecting the people she did and she had a thought process behind each of her selections on the Issues. What a proud Momma I was!!
So while the Election madness may not have brought out the best in everybody, it wasn't all bad. My kids were shown once again how important it is stand up for what you believe and take advantage of the wonderful priveledge we have to vote. Witnessing their little minds work through the selection process has made me hopeful for their future. One little baby step at a time, this world will become a better place.
As expected, this year's presidential election was HUGE. Monumental. Historic. And the cause of many arguments, much nastiness, and quite a bit of Facebook smack-talk and de-friending. And to that I say... grow up and get over yourself. As I have every year since I was legally able, I stood in line and voted like the proud American I am. I voted for a presidential candidate, a congressional candidate and quite a few other races on my local ballot. Some of my people won, some did not. I accepted it and went on with life. I did not post any status updates on Facebook gloating about "my wins" or bad-mouthing those who voted for "the other guys." I did not threaten to relocate my family to another city, state or country because the outcome may not have been exactly what I wanted. And I did not delete anybody from my friends list on Facebook, because I don't have any friendships that are built on political beliefs. (Although I will admit I did remove a few from my newsfeed. I still love ya, but I don't want to see all your negativity. See people?! That's how you do it!)
Now with that being said, I will admit that I am concerned about our future. I have never gone into an election with such uncertainty about who I was going to vote for. (I didn't decide on some of the races until I was driving to my polling place.) It bothers me (a lot) that I did not feel 100% confident in voting for either major Presidential candidate. I am more than a little frightened for my children's future and what will be awaiting them as they become adults. I am concerned about how I will provide them with the childhood I have always dreamed for them when our country is in such a state of chaos. And I am a tiny bit worried about how our family will manage on a day-to-day basis if this trend continues.
But more than any of those feelings, Election Day 2012 made me PROUD. What's that, you say? Do those two terms even go hand-in-hand after all this?? Yes, and let me tell you why.
For starters, voter turn-out was so high that several places ran out of ballots. Northern Kentucky was predicting a 70% turnout and they still ran out! Amazing! Now I will say, I will never understand why we don't have 100% turn-out every November, but that is an argument for another time. We'll take what we can get. Baby steps. It makes me proud that so many Americans feel so strongly about our current state and our future that they took the time to DO SOMETHING about it. Don't just sit on your couch (or computer) and complain!
Secondly, I am so very, very proud of my children. Growing up I'm certain I had no idea who was running for any elected office until I was in my teens. Nor did I really care. Now in many parts of the country, our county included, the polling places set up a "Kids Voting USA" booth. Kids can stop by and cast their private ballots, this year voting on the Presidential Race, the local Congressional race and 3 "issues" that were exclusive to the kids' ballots: Does your school do enough to prevent bullying? Do you think e-books should replace traditional text books in the classroom? Do you think the government should ban super-sized soft drinks?
(I will stop here to say that Brandon and I have talked to the kids about the election and who is running and a little about what the candidates stand for. But we have not pushed our opinions on them in the least and we didn't even tell them who we were voting for until Monday night.)
So we arrive at the local elementary school to vote. My 2 older kids were SO excited to vote! So excited that they voted before I did. Lucas (4 years) made his Presidential and Congressional selections based on the photos of the candidates. While he didn't really understand a lot of the issues, he recognized each candidate by picture and was able to put an X in the box of those he had told me he was going to vote for. I read the 3 issues to him and he firmly told me his answer and marked his X's. Ella (7 years) came in with her mind made up on all items on the ballot and voted as such. She had told me the reasons she was selecting the people she did and she had a thought process behind each of her selections on the Issues. What a proud Momma I was!!
So while the Election madness may not have brought out the best in everybody, it wasn't all bad. My kids were shown once again how important it is stand up for what you believe and take advantage of the wonderful priveledge we have to vote. Witnessing their little minds work through the selection process has made me hopeful for their future. One little baby step at a time, this world will become a better place.
Monday, August 20, 2012
You Capture - Photo A Day
I must admit, as I start this post, that I cheated a bit this week. I didn't get around to viewing last week's You Capture posts until Tuesday, which means I got this week's challenge a day late. So with the topic being "A Photo A Day" my week ran Tuesday - Monday. And while I'm at it, I will also admit that this challenge stressed me out a bit. (OK, more than a bit.) I thought I would NEVER remember to get a decent shot each day. BUT I surprised myself and had fun in the meantime!
On Tuesday morning the kids and I went to the park near our house. Their favorite thing to do there is walk the Nature Trail and my favorite thing to do there is take their picture on this bridge.
On Wednesday we played in our back yard. This year we planted pumpkins for the first time ever, just to see what they would do. I love to see them early in the morning, as the sun rises and their blooms open wide toward the East.
Thursday was the start of soccer season in our house. Both Ella and Lucas will be playing this season and Ella had her first practice Thursday evening.
Friday morning I took the kids downtown so they could play in the new park on the river and we could meet Brandon for lunch. This was our first visit to this particular park and I can't wait to go back. They have an exhibit on The Black Brigade and I loved this statue that was perched on top of the wall surrounding the exhibit. I believe the title was "A Mother Waits With Her Children" (but that probably is not 100% accurate). The piece alone was moving, but add to it the fact that you can see the Ohio River in the background and the bridge coming from Kentucky and the American Flag (just barely) at the top... it is just unbelievable. So much to take in.
With a very active, athletic 4-year-old boy in our house a lot of things get stuck on our roof. Saturday it was a boomerang so Brandon went up to retrieve it. The whole thing made me giggle - him up there in his Superman shirt with the blue skies in the background. Too much! (And so photo-worthy!)
And finally Monday morning... I received a single pink rose on Sunday afternoon and it was just too beautiful not to photograph.
So that is my week in photos! See what everybody else has been up to this week at The Home of You Capture.
On Tuesday morning the kids and I went to the park near our house. Their favorite thing to do there is walk the Nature Trail and my favorite thing to do there is take their picture on this bridge.
On Wednesday we played in our back yard. This year we planted pumpkins for the first time ever, just to see what they would do. I love to see them early in the morning, as the sun rises and their blooms open wide toward the East.
Thursday was the start of soccer season in our house. Both Ella and Lucas will be playing this season and Ella had her first practice Thursday evening.
Friday morning I took the kids downtown so they could play in the new park on the river and we could meet Brandon for lunch. This was our first visit to this particular park and I can't wait to go back. They have an exhibit on The Black Brigade and I loved this statue that was perched on top of the wall surrounding the exhibit. I believe the title was "A Mother Waits With Her Children" (but that probably is not 100% accurate). The piece alone was moving, but add to it the fact that you can see the Ohio River in the background and the bridge coming from Kentucky and the American Flag (just barely) at the top... it is just unbelievable. So much to take in.
With a very active, athletic 4-year-old boy in our house a lot of things get stuck on our roof. Saturday it was a boomerang so Brandon went up to retrieve it. The whole thing made me giggle - him up there in his Superman shirt with the blue skies in the background. Too much! (And so photo-worthy!)
A Sunday afternoon nap - who doesn't love one?! Casey loved one so much that she didn't care if Joseph's shoes were in her way. In fact, she seemed rather comfortable snoozing with her nose in there.
And finally Monday morning... I received a single pink rose on Sunday afternoon and it was just too beautiful not to photograph.
So that is my week in photos! See what everybody else has been up to this week at The Home of You Capture.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
You Capture - Things That Start With B
Wow, it's already Wednesday and I still haven't posted my You Capture shots for the week (which should be done on Monday, for those not aware). Of course I don't think I have ever posted on Monday... I am always at least a day behind. But so goes life!
So for "Things That Start With B"... here is my Baby Boy playing Basketball in our Backyard. Is that enough for you? :) This is his favorite past time when we play out back. I keep trying to raise the hoop on him to see what he can do, but somebody always winds up lowering it again. His big brother and sister have taught him to say "He shoots! He scores!" which is adorable, especially because it comes out sounding more like "Eee Ssshhhh! Eee Sssss!"
For more "B" shots, visit Beth at I Should Be Folding Laundry.
So for "Things That Start With B"... here is my Baby Boy playing Basketball in our Backyard. Is that enough for you? :) This is his favorite past time when we play out back. I keep trying to raise the hoop on him to see what he can do, but somebody always winds up lowering it again. His big brother and sister have taught him to say "He shoots! He scores!" which is adorable, especially because it comes out sounding more like "Eee Ssshhhh! Eee Sssss!"
Here he is going in for a shot...
...So close! Reach just a little more...
Slam dunk!
For more "B" shots, visit Beth at I Should Be Folding Laundry.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
You Capture - Get Down Low
I almost didn't make the You Capture post this week. Quite honestly, I should be long asleep right now - it is late and I have another long day ahead tomorrow. But sometimes things just weigh on your mind and you can't go to sleep, even though you really are exhausted. You know?
Anyway, this week's You Capture challenge was Get Down Low. Yea!! So easy around here because all little people in this house are constantly getting up high. I think I live with a bunch of monkeys.
This summer Lucas learned how to get himself started on the swing set, keep himself going by pumping his legs and make himself go higher and higher. He is so proud! I may have slightly risked my life by laying under him to take this picture but he thought that was funny and that was enough to put a smile on my face.
Ella, our ever cautious and careful child when it comes to dare-devil-ism, is the only one who loves being in the tree. The branches aren't quite low enough for her to get up there herself, so Daddy has to provide a little assistance. But once she's there you can forget about her because I think she is setting up camp and staying for a while.
And finally an indoor shot of my guard dog. I actually have two, almost identical. They love to lay at the top of our steps and look out the front window so they can keep an eye on people who have the nerve to walk on our sidewalk, UPS men who have the nerve to bring us packages and dogs who have the nerve to sniff our mailbox. What would we do without them? (Apparently I caught this guard dog at nap time.)
Check out some more low shots at I Should Be Folding Laundry.
Anyway, this week's You Capture challenge was Get Down Low. Yea!! So easy around here because all little people in this house are constantly getting up high. I think I live with a bunch of monkeys.
This summer Lucas learned how to get himself started on the swing set, keep himself going by pumping his legs and make himself go higher and higher. He is so proud! I may have slightly risked my life by laying under him to take this picture but he thought that was funny and that was enough to put a smile on my face.
Joseph also learned something new this summer. He learned to climb the ladder to our clubhouse/slide. I am not so excited about this one because he is going to give me a heart attack. No fear for that boy! At least he's cute.
Ella, our ever cautious and careful child when it comes to dare-devil-ism, is the only one who loves being in the tree. The branches aren't quite low enough for her to get up there herself, so Daddy has to provide a little assistance. But once she's there you can forget about her because I think she is setting up camp and staying for a while.
And finally an indoor shot of my guard dog. I actually have two, almost identical. They love to lay at the top of our steps and look out the front window so they can keep an eye on people who have the nerve to walk on our sidewalk, UPS men who have the nerve to bring us packages and dogs who have the nerve to sniff our mailbox. What would we do without them? (Apparently I caught this guard dog at nap time.)
Check out some more low shots at I Should Be Folding Laundry.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Unfair
I kind of pride myself on being a positive person. Even in bad situations, I will always try to find something positive - the silver lining, if you will - to take away from it. I do this because that is how I want to live my life. I don't like to dwell on the negative and stay down in the dumps. Don't get me wrong - it's not that I am oblivious to the bad things that happen. But rather, I prefer to find a way to attack them and turn the situation around. How can I make it better? How can I make it go away? Think positive for a positive outcome.
But this week I was thrown for a loop. I learned that someone very near and dear to me is in for the fight of her life. My first thoughts when I heard this news? It is so unbelievably unfair. And it sucks.
I have always believed God doesn't give you more than you can handle, and I'm certain she thinks this way, too. But isn't there a breaking point somewhere? She and her husband and children have endured so much and it seems they are always fighting some battle. There isn't time to recover and regroup from battle #1 before battle #2 starts raging. And yet in the midst of her own personal battles, she will be the first person to rally for you if you need anything. She will give you the shirt off her back, even if that means she doesn't have another one to replace it.
So one would think with all the fighting and good-deed-doing, she would finally be dealt a good hand. Right? Not so. This time the bad cards are in her hand and the latest battle is one she must fight for herself.
So many questions swirled through my head this week, but mostly "How?" and "Why?" And I have prayed like I haven't prayed in a really long time. Prayed for her and prayed for answers and understanding. Hasn't she been through enough already? Doesn't she deserve a break? Even a little one? My heart is breaking for her and I feel so helpless because I can't make her better.
I went to visit her on Wednesday and as I ran all the details through my mind the next day and reflected on exactly what was going on (and prayed some more - I really don't think I have stopped since the news broke)... something became very clear. I have always known her to be an amazingly strong woman and such a fighter. And here she is again, fighting. Not a mad, angry, crying fight. But a strong, determined, positive fight. The kind that says "You just try to mess with me. I will take you down." When faced with the biggest struggle of her life, she is not backing down. Not one little bit. She is poised and filled with faith and is even maintaining her sense of humor through it all. Wow.
It is very difficult to rationalize something terrible happening just so something good can result. But here she is, facing something so very terrible, and showing us all how to deal. She is the strong one. She is the role model. Yes it's true - God knew who he was dealing with when he handed out this fate. He knew she could fight it. Does that mean I think it is fair? Does that mean I understand? No and no. And I probably never will. But oh my, has my admiration for her grown. This woman has always been one of my role models for several reasons and now I can add her fighting spirit as another.
I know she will come through this and walk out the other side even stronger than she was before. I know it won't be easy for her, but I'm certain she will make it easier for the rest of us.
But this week I was thrown for a loop. I learned that someone very near and dear to me is in for the fight of her life. My first thoughts when I heard this news? It is so unbelievably unfair. And it sucks.
I have always believed God doesn't give you more than you can handle, and I'm certain she thinks this way, too. But isn't there a breaking point somewhere? She and her husband and children have endured so much and it seems they are always fighting some battle. There isn't time to recover and regroup from battle #1 before battle #2 starts raging. And yet in the midst of her own personal battles, she will be the first person to rally for you if you need anything. She will give you the shirt off her back, even if that means she doesn't have another one to replace it.
So one would think with all the fighting and good-deed-doing, she would finally be dealt a good hand. Right? Not so. This time the bad cards are in her hand and the latest battle is one she must fight for herself.
So many questions swirled through my head this week, but mostly "How?" and "Why?" And I have prayed like I haven't prayed in a really long time. Prayed for her and prayed for answers and understanding. Hasn't she been through enough already? Doesn't she deserve a break? Even a little one? My heart is breaking for her and I feel so helpless because I can't make her better.
I went to visit her on Wednesday and as I ran all the details through my mind the next day and reflected on exactly what was going on (and prayed some more - I really don't think I have stopped since the news broke)... something became very clear. I have always known her to be an amazingly strong woman and such a fighter. And here she is again, fighting. Not a mad, angry, crying fight. But a strong, determined, positive fight. The kind that says "You just try to mess with me. I will take you down." When faced with the biggest struggle of her life, she is not backing down. Not one little bit. She is poised and filled with faith and is even maintaining her sense of humor through it all. Wow.
It is very difficult to rationalize something terrible happening just so something good can result. But here she is, facing something so very terrible, and showing us all how to deal. She is the strong one. She is the role model. Yes it's true - God knew who he was dealing with when he handed out this fate. He knew she could fight it. Does that mean I think it is fair? Does that mean I understand? No and no. And I probably never will. But oh my, has my admiration for her grown. This woman has always been one of my role models for several reasons and now I can add her fighting spirit as another.
I know she will come through this and walk out the other side even stronger than she was before. I know it won't be easy for her, but I'm certain she will make it easier for the rest of us.
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