Day 3

Mel McDaniel (who?) has an old song called "Baby's got her Blue Jeans on".
My Grandma used to sing this song to us when we were little and say it reminded her of Stace.

I picked my sister up at the airport this morning... and thought of this song when I saw her.

Today I'm thankful for my sister.

We are completely opposite and yet I love being around her. We did alot of laughing today and I'm sure the rest of the week/weekend with be just as funny.
She is a Diva. A sassy crack up who doesnt take any crap from anyone.
I admire her greatly.

How lucky am I to have a sister like Stace.

Love you dork

Day 2

Sometimes you have to think really hard about what you're thankful for on a particular day.
Today was one of those times.
Today was rough... no, today really sucked.
It was one thing after another all day and I kept thinking to myself
"What are you gonna say you're thankful for tonight?".

I think what I'm thankful for today IS tonight.

I'm grateful that when I have a crappy day, the night comes and I can lay in my bed and sleep. I can take a deep breath and pass out, knowing that tomorrow will be better (hopefully)

A Week of Thanks...

Today I am thankful for my Patrick...

There was a time, not too long ago when I thought that marriage (again) and children were probably something that I just wasnt going to have in my life.

Lemme back up,
I have ALWAYS wanted to be a wife and a mother. My earliest memory was when I was 14.
Then in High School I was the Vice President of
FFA (future homemakers of america, thank you very much).
Then again, right after high school I was sitting with a group of friends and we were going around in a circle saying what we wanted to 'become'. I said a wife and a mom.

Its what I've always wanted.

Then, choices were made (not the best ones) and I found myself in the middle of an extremely challenging and difficult life. Looking back, I believe it took me so long to change the situation I was in because "this wasnt the way it was SUPPOSED to be" and I was holding onto the "idea" of how it should have been a little too tight.

When I finally let go and moved forward, I became a different person. For the better.
I am much, much stronger than I once was and I like it.

When I met Patrick I knew what I wanted and was SURE that I would not let myself be put in a similar situation that I was in before. And I didnt.
Patrick treats me with kindness, respect and love.
Yes, sometimes he farts right next to me in the store and then quickly leaves so that others will think it was me, but thats ok. And I may have just washed his iPhone in the washing machine for the SECOND time... thats sort-of-ok.
He is thoughtful, caring and funny.
He is a great provider and carries things in the house for me.
He's always concerned about my finger :)

He is what I have always wanted and what I deserve.
I am thankful for the trials I went through and the person I have become because of them.

I love my Patrick very much and am very grateful for him.