Time has a way of moving on whether we are ready for it or not. It seemed like one day my grandma was living in her home, able to take care of herself, then the next moment she was moving in with my parents because it wasn’t safe for her to be alone. It was hard for her to say goodbye to her home, but she did it. My parent’s moved their bedroom upstairs and made my grandma a nice little living area….her new home. This past year, she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Because of her age, we didn’t think she would (or should) do chemo, but the doctor said if she didn’t, she would have other complications that would be painful and ultimately lead to her death. She did several rounds of chemo. She lost her hair. She looks so fragile. During the last few weeks, I’ve had to take care of my grandma in ways that I never thought I would have to. I don’t want to remember my grandma like this….I want to remember the strong woman that took care of me, that held me on her lap and sang me to sleep…but I know, I will look back and cherish these times, even though they are hard.
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I believe the things we go through, whether good or bad, are to help others know God more. Unfortunately, when it’s “the bad” you have to go through, it sucks…big time. I’ve been wanting to share a bit of my story with you for awhile, but didn’t quite know how. As I thought about it, what better way is there to show emotion and provoke thought than through photography?
I’m pretty sure every woman on this earth has struggled with her body image…but to some, body image is a demon that sucks the life right out of them. That was me….and unfortunately, it still has it’s dirty claws in my mind to this day. I don’t really know what triggered my body issues, but I started dieting in 7th grade and it escalated to bulimia (or as I referred to myself, a “lazy anorexic”) in college. Although, I have a relatively “healthy” relationship with food now, I still have a daily battle with my mirror. Some days I win, some days the mirror wins. Anyone who struggles with an eating disorder or body image issues (or any issue for that matter), knows that it can feel like there are heavy chains binding you. You feel so lonely..and tired…tired of fighting the same thoughts over and over again. You know God’s truth about you in your heart, but it can’t seem to make it’s way to your mind.
my momma taking a pic of her granddaughter..
My lovely friend Lindsay came over today and snapped a few pics of Adley with me and the family….
and of course I had to take some pics of my baby girl!!
I’m so very blessed and grateful to be pregnant with my fourth child (most likely another boy, but we are waiting to find out the sex until he/she is here). With all of the wonderful things a pregnancy brings, such as laying in bed and watching my belly move…there are some not so great things that happen to me….
My van was over on miles and I hate taking the boys to the dealer to get an oil change, so last week after church, my husband picked up a filter and some oil so we could do it ourselves. The next evening we trekked the short mile to my parent’s house to change the oil. Ricky had about thirty minutes or so to change the filter before Lane had to be dropped off at baseball practice..so I thought, what better time to delve into memory lane and get into the attic in my dad’s garage…yeah, I know, it wasn’t my best decision, but I thought it would be fun to look at my old toys from when I was a kid. I climbed up on my dad’s boat and tried to hoist myself into the attic…um yeah, I’m not that strong, so I yelled for Ricky to come and boost me up. In the meantime the kid’s were in the boat (sorry dad, I swear they didn’t touch any buttons…um maybe), and they were wanting to see everything I found. I needed Ricky’s help to get down, he had to finish the oil and then he loaded up the kids and took them to Lane’s practice. I stayed back at my parent’s to walk on the treadmill….and it wasn’t more than ten minutes that I received a phone call from my hubby saying I needed to pick him up, there was something wrong with the van…..long story short, with all the chaos and rushing, my husband forgot to check to make sure he got the old filter seal off. Well, the old seal wasn’t off and the new filter didn’t stay on when he started driving, all the oil came and out, and the engine light came on……so, what should have only cost us around $30 for an oil change is now going to cost us roughly $1426.61 to fix the damaged motor.