The Grass Is Greener...

...wherever you water it (and pull the weeds).

People often make the mistake of thinking that "the grass is greener on the other side." I know that I have been guilty of having that mentality in the past. I read a quote once that said the "grass is greener wherever you water it." That has really stuck with me...I added in the pulling the weeds part. Our life is definitely a garden. It requires (daily) maintenance, it requires patience, it requires pulling the weeds and nurturing the flowers. It is work. It is beautiful.

The pics are a glimpse of my actual garden which basically reflects where I am at. Looks like I need to do some serious weeding : )


On Monday, I am starting a 4 week boot camp program in our Fitness Studio that my sis-in-law, Monica, has put together. I am nervous and excited, but more than anything I am ready to reclaim feeling powerful.

My Kid

I've told Rob many times that if having kids together isn't in the cards for us (obviously praying for it to be in the cards) that I would really love 5 more of these. I LOVE my doggy.

Never Alone

The good news is that I ordered a laptop yesterday and will have it sometime next week! The bad news is it's hard to find internet service in the "back woods." But, sounds like it's between basic DSL through AT&T and Cricket. Going to do some further investigating. Once I have that in place I feel like I'll be better connected. I can blog and keep in touch with my people!

Been spending a lot of time with family the past few weeks... and holy babies! There are a lot of new babies in my life right now and I can't believe how unraveled I feel. The truth is I just haven't been spending the time with the one who makes everything better...and that always shows by how I feel inside. I have felt so anxious and worried, lots of fear circulating around in there! I found a one year bible at my parents and took it home and on the 4th of July started reading it. I learned that you don't even have to understand it for the magic to begin. Where I started is complicated and has all those names of who belongs to who. But, each night before bed I make myself read. Little things have began occurring and I won't write them all, but one that made me cry yesterday was this...we had a new client come in the salon and she filled out the new client form. There is a spot at the bottom to write who referred them...and the lady wrote that she knew my Grandma. She did not know that I was related (of course I told her once I saw what she wrote)...but seeing my Grandma's name on that line literally made me cry. I told the lady it was just so nice to see my Grandma's name. After she walked away I felt this presence ... it was quiet, and I just felt Her. I knew without a doubt that little moment was a gift from God. A little nudge to let me know that I am not alone with my feelings of sadness. I am never alone.