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Keep watching. My new feature begins next week. It's called Wonderful Women Wednesday's and I bet you will recognize a few familiar faces. 

Memorial Day and My Birthday Girls 

I hope everyone had a wonderful Memorial Day. Mine was full of food,family and lots of naps. My weekend started off great. My mother-in-law called and told me she had made me a bowl of her macaroni salad that I like so much. When I got there she had a surprise for me. She had also made me a homemade peanut butter pie.Thank You Joyce, it was yummy:) 

Monday, we went to the River House and had a cookout. Solomon ate and then took a four hour nap. That is unusual for him because he NEVER sleeps. I thought that maybe he was sick,but, then I realized it might be because he is growing. Angel slept for two weeks once when she a teenager. I am happy that he was able to rest and I sure do hope I am right about him going to grow soon. He's a tiny little guy. 

Mark and I just sat in my swing and fed the wildlife. We had three ducks and two turtles come to eat with us. Mark even saw a beaver in the water and we fought over the binoculars when we spotted it. Overall,it was a great weekend and I can't wait to do it all again. 

Happy Birthday To Memorial Day Girls!!!

I can't forget about my two special girls who celebrated their birthday's this Memorial Day. 

My Sweet Ashley:) 

Happy Birthday to my sweet friend Ashley Morgan Layne. She has declared May 27th as "Bad Ash Day". I think it should be a national holiday. I love this girl and hope that she had a fabulous day. 

Happy 19th Birthday Ashley!!!

One of my bestest friend's Misty

Happy Birthday to one of my bestest friend's in the whole world. Misty. We grew up together and we have truly been through thick and thin together. She is that friend that I can call in the middle of the night and know that she will be there for me no matter how tired she may be or what she may have going on in her own life. I would do the same for her in return. I tell you, good friends are hard to find. I am so thankful she is one of mine. I hope you had a wonderful Birthday Misty.

Happy 33rd Birthday Misty!!!

I hope both of you had a great day and pray that the Good Lord will bless both of you with a million happy more:)

You will be learning more about these two great ladies through my blog because they will both be a feature of my Women Are Wonderful Wednesday's so stay tuned...

Rocking With The Memories

Each of us has something that we hold on to to help us remember a special person, day or event in our lives. Sometimes, it is a photograph on the nightstand, a greeting card in the dresser drawer or a letter from a friend that we want to read again and again. I have all of these things tucked away in my memory boxes,but today, I want to share with you two very special pieces of furniture that I now own. My Papaw Chester's rocking chair and a graduation gift that I just received. Both of them dear to my heart, each one a reminder of people and times I never want to forget. 

 

 

Papaw's Rocking Chair

 

When I think of my Papaw Chester I always think about his rocking chair. He was always working on it or painting it. He used to sit in it when he ate his dinner,braided my hair or talked on the phone. He was sitting in it the last time I saw him alive and it was one of the only things that I wanted to keep when he passed away. My best friend Cyndi gave his chair a special touch. On the back of it, she painted the words "Midge and Chester" "Together Forever", a gentle reminder that families are forever and that love does not end at death. 

Of all the places I could be there is no place I would rather be in than in my Papaw's lap. 

My Graduation Gift 

Yesterday, my church parents came to visit and they brought me a beautiful graduation gift. You guessed it, a rocking chair. My church dad carried it from the car and told me to try it out. Momma Gail told me about all of the time he (my church dad) has spent working on it and painting it just for me. It reminded me so much of my papaw and the times he spent working on his. I was truly honored that they would give me such a beautiful gift. I sat in it the rest of the evening and reflected on the past two years. In the past two years, I have earned my Associates In Arts and Associates In Science degrees. Pretty amazing for a middle-school drop-out. This chair will always be a reminder of the accomplishments and disappointments that happened along the way. Looking back I can remember how scared I was on my first day of college, professors that I loved, professors that I strongly disliked,dreading Math, loving Math,applying for financial aid, waiting for financial aid, losing loved ones (my papaw and father-in-law 6 months apart),gaining new friends, praying for a job, working two jobs that nearly gave me a heart attack,hoping for a snow day, being upset when had a snow day, joining clubs wondering why I thought I could take on so much,doing community service, needing community service, sweating my Astronomy grade all semester and finally earning an A (Thank You Mr. Riggs), dreading Math,being blessed with the best Math tutors. Did I mention dreading Math? Getting to go to college with my daughter, realizing that I am old because I have a child in college,figuring out that some relationships will always be broken, learning to mend relationships that still have a chance at being saved, giving myself permission to be sad,gaining the knowledge that we are all responsible for our own happiness, knowing when to hang on and when to let go, but,most of all, knowing that we only get one life,but, the memories we leave behind live on forever. Make each day count and live as though today were your last day. One day, it will be. Thanks for the memories. 

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.  ~From the television show The Wonder Years

Oklahoma 

My thoughts and prayers are with them. I can not imagine what they must be going through.

                                                         

I love butterflies

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But,sometimes I buzz like a bee

I do love my butterflies,but, sometimes I buzz like a bee. I have to, it's my job. Well, it is one of my jobs. I have several. I am a Bzz Agent. I get to try products and services for free. In return, I share my honest opinions by starting conversations about the products with the people that I know. Then I report back to Bzz Agent and they use the feedback to help companies improve their products. There is no obligation, no nonsense and no pressure involved. This truly is one of my favorite jobs. 

Why am I telling you this? Well, because this blog is just getting started and to be honest,sometimes, I am not sure what to write about. I do know that I want this blog to be a place of sharing and caring and a place you can come to for inspiration. I hope I can at least get one follower soon because right now, I do not have any. I have an idea of what this blog might become. This blog might be the place that I come to when I have to write a review for my Bzz Agent job, where I might share things that are dearest to my heart and introduce you to some amazing people who are changing the world. Most of  all, I want this blog to be a source of inspiration for someone. Here are some things I hope to post in this blog: 

Family Happenings 

Spiritual Thoughts  

Product Reviews

Inspirational Stories

Random Thoughts

Book Reviews

ETC.

Note: I love to write and this blog has become my newest obsession but,in case you are wondering about why I didn't blog yesterday. It was because yesterday was Sunday and I try to keep the Sabbath day Holy. I will not be posting on Sunday's unless something really great happens that just can't wait until Monday. Otherwise, I spend Sunday's with my family,my church and my scriptures. 

 

 

 

The Importance Of Keeping a Personal Journal

I am a writer. I love to write and am constantly reminding those around me to write. I have kept a journal for as long as I can remember.Tonight I held a journal party at my house,yes, a journal party. I did this because I have lost so many loved ones through the years who really did not leave much of a record behind. I have inherited one journal. It belonged to my mamaw Midge and she had only written on about five pages of it. I treasure those five pages because by reading them, I have gained a better understanding of the things that mattered to her and I know exactly how she felt about certain people. I really wish I had more records like this one from some other family members. 

Anyways, back to my party. I invited my daughter Angel (who did not attend because she has been taught the importance of keeping a journal since she could hold a crayon),my mom,Mark's mother and a few of our friends. I cooked a country dinner which just so happened to be my mamaw Opal's favorite.(Macaroni and Tomatoes,Fried Green Tomatoes, Corn On The Cob, Corn Bread and sliced Tomatoes,Cucumbers and Onions in vinegar)My macaroni  and tomatoes sure did not taste like my mamaw's did. I sure do wish she had left a recipe behind. You see,it's little things like that when your family will be grateful that you wrote things down. 

I encourage you to start keeping a journal today,if not for yourself,for those who will want to know about you in the future. It doesn't matter if you keep your thoughts in a spiral notebook or in a pretty journal (mine always have butterflies on them) just start keeping one. You can write about the things you are grateful for,the prayers you want to say,the things that make you happy,sad, angry. Chances are one day someone will read your journal and be going through something that you might have experienced yourself. Wouldn't it be great to know that you helped your future great-great grandchild through a problem just with the words you wrote on a page of paper? It's never too late to start, So,get out your journal and start writing your story. 

Happy Journaling

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