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In honor of your 29+3rd birthday, I have listed 29 + 3 Things I Love About YOU! Happy birthday to the other half of my heart… you make me whole baby, and I love you.

1. You are thoughtful
2. You are loving
3. You are an amazing dad
4. You are extremely talented
5. Your writing makes me escape the real world
6. Your music is intoxicating
7. You are honest, even when it’s difficult
8. You are smarter than anyone I know
9. You make me laugh harder than anyone else could
10. I love that you knew you loved me before I had a clue
11. You put everyone before you even when that is difficult
12. I love the way you teach our kids the coolest things; they are so smart because of you!
13. I love that you encourage me to go out with my friends whenever I want, but miss me the whole time I’m gone
14. I love that you support me through even the hardest times
15. I love that I’ll have to convince you everything on this list is true because deep down you don’t always know how amazing you are.
16. Your sarcasm is the best kind of contagious
17. You took care of me when I was sick, and we simply didn’t know what was wrong, and you didn’t stop pushing forward until we had answers
18. I love hearing you laugh!
19. You make sure we seldom carry a disagreement into another hour or day
20. You are patient; yes you are… extremely patient
21. You are my partner in all things
22. You are protective of me and our babies
23. I love knowing that if anyone crosses me, you become a wall of defense… oh and they will be sorry, lol
24. I love making music with you… we melt faces and bring the rock ;) (Shout out to Manny & Chris… holla)
25. I love how you try to reach me in my own language of love even if it seems foreign to you at times
26. I love how hard you work for our family
27. I love that even though we process differently, we seem to come to the same conclusions for even the biggest decisions
28. I love that when I find the perfect outfit, you tell me it would be a crime not to buy it
29. I know this could have all fallen apart, but you fought to keep it strong
+1. You embrace your inner rock star
+2. cough*yourmusclesmakemefaint*cough
+3. You, my love, are hot stuff!

Thank you everyone for praying for Preston and his mother. Preston is staying with his grandmother, and is doing well. Preston’s mother is also home, but cannot take care of Preston with her injuries being so severe – that is why he is at his grandmother’s. Preston’s mom has a broken pelvis and had to have her bladder reconstructed.

Now it’s time for even more prayers because this is a long and hard road for this little family. I can’t imagine the financial burden this whole ordeal has been for Preston’s mother, not to mention the emotional strain. Being a single mom, unable to work, or care for your son is awful. Pray, pray, pray.

Preston’s preschool teacher (Mrs. Debbie – who is also my son’s kindergarten teacher) shared with me part of the phone conversation she had with Preston this week.

Mrs. Debbie: Preston, I miss you, how are you doing?
Preston: Oh, Mrs. Debbie, remember Halloween night a car just came out and crashed into us? Well I got lots of boo boos, but now they are better. But my mommy, she still has lots of boo boos.

All of this because someone else ran a red light. Be careful out there, and thanks for praying!

Last week I posted about an accident involving a friend of my kids from their school. His name is Preston, and you can read the first post here. I wanted to share the latest update as it was relayed to me by the school (who spoke directly with Preston’s grandmother). So far, Preston’s mom has had 2 surgeries and remains in the hospital. Preston has only opened his eyes for brief moments. He has not spoken or been able to stay awake. If someone rubs his arm, he wiggles his fingers a little bit, and if someone rubs his legs, he wiggles his toes a bit. He has been transferred to the local children’s hospital. I was told his mom got to see him in her room and hug him before he was transferred away. Unfortunately, this is not a lot of good news.

The entire school has about 30 kids, and they are all divided into about 3 classes, plus the kindergarten “class” (which consists of my son and another boy). In such a small school, everyone is feeling this, and all the kids are noticing Preston’s absence in a significant way.

Please continue to pray, or whatever you feel helps.

Preston, wake up little man…we’re rooting for you!

Which ones, which ones?

Prayers for Preston

My kids have a friend at school named Preston. He is 4 years old. He and his mother were in a serious car accident on Sunday. Someone ran a red light and hit them broadside. The mother is in critical condition, and little Preston has not yet woken up from the accident. From the details the grandmother has given us, we believe he is in a coma. This is so sad, and all the kids are having a hard time with it. Please share this with whomever you can. I just want as many people praying for this family as possible. Thank you!

Update: Here is a photo of Preston that happened to be in the OC Register online while he visited a Pumpkin Patch a few days before Halloween.

Photo source: http://www.ocregister.com/news/patch-272758-pumpkin-year.html?pic=13

Roslyn by Bon Iver and St. Vincent

Up with your turret
Aren’t we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry from what you won’t ever find

Don’t let it fool you
Don’t let it fool you…down
Down’s sitting round, folds in the gown

Sea and the rock below
Cocked to the undertow
Bones blood and teeth erode, with every crashing node

Wings wouldn’t help you
Wings wouldn’t help you…down

Down fills the ground, gravity’s proud

You barely are blinking
Wagging your face around
When’d this just become a mortal home?

Won’t, won’t, won’t, won’t

Won’t let you talk me
Won’t let you talk me down
Will pull it taut, nothing let out

Where is Anna?

I am hoping to figure out what I want to do here soon. And I am hoping the magnificent Kien can help me with a redesign. Well who am I kidding… a first design, lol ;)

Hi there,

Check out these articles (Shine and OC Register) about whooping cough being declared an epidemic here in California. I know several non-vaccinating families, and I know it has become quite the debate, but a quick read might help you rethink which type of risk you are taking by not vaccinating, especially for this.

I wish you all happiness and health.

I am in love with Heavy In Your Arms by Florence & The Machine! It’s on the Eclipse soundtrack. Here are the Lyrics. And I think being in love can feel like this sometimes. What do you think?

I was a heavy heart to carry
My beloved was weighed down
My arms around his neck
My fingers laced a crown
I was a heavy heart to carry
My feet dragged across the ground
And he took me to the river
Where he slowly let me drown

My love has concrete feet, my love’s an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles, over the waterfall

I’m so heavy. Heavy. Heavy in your arms
I’m so heavy. Heavy. Heavy in your arms

And is it worth the wait,
All this killing time?
Are you strong enough to stand,
Protecting both your heart and mine?
Who is the betrayer
Who’s the killer in the crowd?
The one who creeps in corridors
And doesn’t make a sound

My love has concrete feet, my love is an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles, over the waterfall
My love has concrete feet, my love is an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles, over the waterfall

I’m so heavy. Heavy. Heavy in your arms
I’m so heavy. Heavy. So heavy in your arms

This will be my last confession
“I love you” never felt like any blessing
Whisper it like it’s a secret
Uttered to condemn the one who hears it
With a heavy heart

Heavy. Heavy. Heavy. I’m so heavy in your arms
(I’m so heavy) Heavy, heavy. I’m so heavy in your arms
(I’m so heavy) Heavy, heavy. I’m so heavy in your arms
(I’m so heavy) Heavy, heavy. I’m so heavy in your arms

I was a heavy heart to carry
My beloved was weighed down
My arms around his neck
My fingers laced a crown
I was a heavy heart to carry
But he never let me down
When he held me in his arms
My feet never touched the ground

I’m so heavy
Heavy in your arms

Heavy. I’m so heavy in your arms

I have read far too many stories lately about parents killing their children. When you get to a point where you think you’re going to lose it, just walk away. It’s better than the alternative. Or take the child to a hospital and say you’re a danger to yourself and others. Anything… anything but hurting your own child.

And one story tonight about foster parents beating a 2 year old to the point of being on life support from several injuries, including a fractured skull… I just can’t believe it.

On one hand I am grateful that I am not desensitized to the point where I just see stories like these and move on completely unaffected. On the other hand I hate that I am helpless to do anything for these little babies, and I have to try and just let it go. I am very passionate about this subject.

I’m sorry to say that there were a few times my mom wailed on me so badly I really thought I was going to be done if she didn’t stop raging. God protected me time and again. I saw a lot of abuse in different parts of my family, and I saw people just lose it completely for no good reason.

There is too much at stake here parents…these little ones are entrusted to us, please stop hurting your babies and children!

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