My sweet friend Katie over at Loves of Life just posted a blog asking her readers to come out and say hi. What a great idea. I've tried it here before, and it's never worked. Mostly my commenters are the same few people that I talk to every day, and I am so very grateful for their sweet, uplifting words, but I know there are more of you out there than just Reese, Jen, Mel, Sheryl, Tia, Erin and the rest of my Bloomies. I just know there are. And I would really, really like to get to know you.
You see, I know there is someone in Lima, Ohio who reads this blog. And Prattville, Al. And Charlotte, Raleigh, and Cary, NC (okay, really the more I look through, I'm shocked at how many of you are from NC...). And though I'm pretty sure I know who one of my two Australian readers are, I'm on pins and needles to know who the other one is, and who in Zurich Switzerland, and Banbury, Oxfordshire, United Kingdom finds me at all interesting. There is someone from Santa Claus, Indiana for goodness sakes. People I want to get to know you! It gets lonely over here on the other side of this screen sometimes :) So, step out of the box, and say hi. Let me know where you're from, why you're here, how you found me, anything. Pretty please. Pretty, pretty, pretty please... Oh come on people, just do it. :D I mean, after all, I found the courage to step out of my hiding place, surely you can too
I know sometimes the nature of this blog can be sensitive, but for today lets just pretend I'm any other Mommy blogger trying to connect with her readers over how cute her kids are. Will it make it easier if I post a couple of pictures of the little monsters for ya'll? Oh, alright, if you insist! Here you go.
Since we made the monsters, I figure I'd start with one of us, just bc it's so darn cute!
And because I thought I should show her as she really is, our daughter, Ali.
I'm a wife. I'm a mom. I'm a photographer. I'm a lover of Jesus. My house is a mess, my kids are dirty, we eat take out more often than not. My life is loud, busy and crazy. And that's okay with me.
This is Eric, the man you've been praying for. He's a paramedic. He quilts in his spare time. No, I couldn't make that up :) He has NASH (a form of liver disease, non-alcoholic) and diabetes, but those things don't define him. He's a man of God, an insanely wonderful husband, and the best daddy in the world.. Just ask these guys..
Our daughter Ali, she's 9. She's fiercely opinionated and strong willed. She's a Daddy's girl, but the umbilical cord hasn't but cut from me, either. She's a gymnast, and proud of it. She spends more time upside down or turning flips than she does walking. She's crazy smart, and absolutely sure of it. She is my insufferable little know it all.
Our son Dylan, 7. We lovingly refer to him as Chubs. Or Chubby. Or fat boy. Ahem. He is all boy, as you can see by his crazy wild energy. He has the highest pain tolerance of any child I have ever met. He plays soccer and does gymnastics, but truly he is a gamer, a nerd. He is an avid reader and loves to climb. Not to be outdone by his sister, he's a drama king, but to him, I'm the best mommy in the world.
I'm here to use my voice. So many people can't. In a world of darkness, I just want to help God's light to shine through. I pray that my words are His, and my love is His, as well. This is my journey through the darkness. To start are the beginning of the story, click here.