Somethings just not right?----You ARE right.
Maybe I should do...----YES you should.
Recent GUT feeling: About a week ago I had a thought to invite a neighbor over for dinner. It's all I could think about all day. Didn't really think about what we would have for dinner, or how we would get everyone around the table just really wanted to have her and her family over for dinner.
Since then, we have come to the conclusion that we are each others angels. I am where I am because I needed her and she needed me. I'm so grateful for a Heavenly Father that knows better than me.
Gut feeling last year: I rarely watch TV. I caught a glimpse of a Dateline special that would be airing the following Friday. I randomly set it to record. All week I found myself so anxious to watch it. I cut a visit with a friend short to go home and watch it. As I watched, it was interesting but then it hit...a simple sentence from a man that had endured the unimaginable in disappointment..."This is what I will do until I die, if that is what it takes, I will simply keep marching." I think of that quote everyday.
Someone elses Gut feeling: I was in horrible despair and a friend knocked on my door. She had never casually dropped by. It was fairly late. And she just felt like she should. I needed her there that instant. So grateful for her listening to that feeling.
Listen to your 'GUT' it's actually your spirit telling you where you should be and what you should be doing. I find it funny that we are so amazed when we find out we were right to follow it. I think when we get to Heaven and realize our infinite potential we will laugh at the things we had once been amazed by.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
What a THRILL!
Before I was married I remember...
Every song on the radio made you feel something.
Missing him so much it physically hurt.
Looking at his picture until I fell asleep.
Hearing his voice on the phone made my heart stop.
Waiting for his plane to arrive was unbearable.
All the thrill, all the heart racing, all the kisses, all the passion, all the long eye contact.
The dropping everything just to spend a few moments together.
Where does all that go when you get married?
I get to have all of that all over again. Can that kind of passion stick? Can you have that while married? If not, I think I'll stay with the heart racing, thrilling, unbearably amazing stuff.
Maybe it would get exhausting and that's when people get married, just because they get tired of the thrill, and it would just be nice to simply come home to someone, rather than surreal weekends away.
Hmmm. For now, I'll take the thrill.
After dull dull horrible, complete thrill is a breath of fresh air!
Every song on the radio made you feel something.
Missing him so much it physically hurt.
Looking at his picture until I fell asleep.
Hearing his voice on the phone made my heart stop.
Waiting for his plane to arrive was unbearable.
All the thrill, all the heart racing, all the kisses, all the passion, all the long eye contact.
The dropping everything just to spend a few moments together.
Where does all that go when you get married?
I get to have all of that all over again. Can that kind of passion stick? Can you have that while married? If not, I think I'll stay with the heart racing, thrilling, unbearably amazing stuff.
Maybe it would get exhausting and that's when people get married, just because they get tired of the thrill, and it would just be nice to simply come home to someone, rather than surreal weekends away.
Hmmm. For now, I'll take the thrill.
After dull dull horrible, complete thrill is a breath of fresh air!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Moments
First Day of School! My Lulu is finally everything she has been dreaming of. Since I can remember she has been a big girl. She has wanted to go to school, wearing a Hannah Montana backpack and cute hair. And there she went, skipping away, through the doors and gone.
Life is moving fast now. There are no moments to stand still, only moments to sit and cuddle, but I feel in a rush to get everything out of the moments I have. I know that the life I have right now is just a first step in a whole new life. I will look back on the short time we lived in my cute basement and remember it being great. I don't want to have any regrets. I want to do everything I can with these moments in my life.
I'm sure one day I will be waking up to a husband again, fixing breakfast, doing laundry, making dinner, cleaning, ironing his shirts, etc. For now, there are no fancy dinners to make, no shirts to iron, no need to shave my legs (but, I still do cause that would be gross), and I get to have the closet all to my self! I get to shop whenever I want to without okaying it with someone. It won't be like this forever, and there will be things that I will miss about this life when I'm married again.
I will love these moments. I will love them all. They will be gone too soon. I love that I get to cherish my little kiddos extra. They are everything I have.
(It's obviously, a good day)
Life is moving fast now. There are no moments to stand still, only moments to sit and cuddle, but I feel in a rush to get everything out of the moments I have. I know that the life I have right now is just a first step in a whole new life. I will look back on the short time we lived in my cute basement and remember it being great. I don't want to have any regrets. I want to do everything I can with these moments in my life.
I'm sure one day I will be waking up to a husband again, fixing breakfast, doing laundry, making dinner, cleaning, ironing his shirts, etc. For now, there are no fancy dinners to make, no shirts to iron, no need to shave my legs (but, I still do cause that would be gross), and I get to have the closet all to my self! I get to shop whenever I want to without okaying it with someone. It won't be like this forever, and there will be things that I will miss about this life when I'm married again.
I will love these moments. I will love them all. They will be gone too soon. I love that I get to cherish my little kiddos extra. They are everything I have.
(It's obviously, a good day)
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