I love the sky.
I think it is one of my most favoritest things God created for me to enjoy.
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In 2010, our perfect *”Baby Gavin” returned to Heaven after losing a courageous battle with **Pertussis (whooping cough). We are eternally and profoundly grateful to the thousands upon thousands (upon thousands) of friends and strangers from all over the world, of all faiths and creeds, who united with our family in prayer during Baby Gavin’s horrific illness and who grieved with us and continued to petition God in our behalf during the dark days following his tragic death. You may read Gavin’s story as it unfolded by visiting my old blog here. I am committed to sharing my ongoing struggles with grief and our journey toward joy here on the new blog. I am always humbled and amazed by the continued outpouring of love and support. Thank you for sharing in our journey and inspiring us with your unceasing love! God is good!
*My brother Gavin passed away unexpectedly in 2007. With all these Angel Gavins, it can get a little confusing at times, so just know that when I refer to “Gavin” I’m referring to my wonderful brother. When I refer to “Baby Gavin,” it is in reference to my perfect son, both of whom I cannot wait to see in Heaven!
**You will periodically see me blog about The Sounds of Pertussis campaign. I am an unpaid spokesperson and am only compensated travel expenses where applicable for my involvement with this important cause. Join our fight against this deadly communicable disease at www.soundsofpertussis.com or like us on facebook at www.facebook.com/soundsofpertussis.
I love the sky.
I think it is one of my most favoritest things God created for me to enjoy.
There’s the proof in the pudding.
The story I am about to tell you is the honest to gosh truth, and after hearing it, you’ll understand EXACTLY why I married Richie and why I’d do it all over again x 77 million.
My fancy man, who just hit the big 3 + 0 this past August, was (in a former life) a true-blue punk rocker. He opened for rock stars you’ve definitely heard of and played on stages that, for a true-blue rocker, are the stuff dreams are made of.
When Richie was 18, he was offered a phat signing deal with a phat label, which he turned down to serve a 2 year, non paid, service mission for our church. If you were to ask him today whether looking back he met any regret, he’d be quick to answer with a resounding, “NOT A CHANCE! It was the very BEST two years of my life.”
“It’s easy to say NO when there is a deeper YES burning within” Dr. Stephen R. Covey.
I think one of the biggest challenges of life is developing the ability to say “NO.” So most people DON’T. Ever. And before they know it, their lives are messy, unorganized, unfulfilled, OVERWHELMING semblances of where they truly want (and DESERVE) to be.
Earlier this week, I wrote a post about saying YES to life! Yes to joy, wonder, excitement, productivity, HAPPINESS!!! Yet, this ever so important detail remains to be said: I don’t believe you can truly have all the most joyous yes’s your life has to offer, unless you can first learn to say some no’s.
My no’s have required me to take a long hard look at my life and to make some extremely difficult decisions. They have required me to have some difficult conversations and to set some very specific boundaries for myself, my family and my time. Sometimes saying “no” has even forced me to turn down fame, FUN and often, considerable financial opportunities. It has required me to be less haphazard about my life–which is an uncomfortable transition because it forces you to do some soul searching to determine what really matters to you in the deepest part of your most authentic self.
AAAAAAAAAND, it’s all been worth it!!!
I’ve never felt more like me in my entire life. I’ve never felt more connected to my husband in our 8 years of marriage, and I’ve never loved or KNOWN my children as well as I do in this very moment.
Because, like my hot little punk rocker, I have learned that it’s easy to say “no”, when I’m saying “YES!” to that bigger fire within.
What do YOU need to say “no” to?
I’ll give you some hints: so much time on the Internet or watching television?? late night hobbying (aka photo editing)?? the need to ALWAYS be right?? the fear of saying no to a project because you’re afraid of missing out??
xx and happy weekending!
Me
I see this picture and I can almost feel you.
I can almost feel the weight–the warmth–of your body on my chest.
Almost smell the sweetness of your skin.
I remember.
I remember you.
As tears flood my swollen eyes, I remember you.
And I ache.
But so closely knit to that hurt is a deep and profound sense of gratitude,
to that God who gave us the little while.
The little while to be together.
The little while that I will cherish for every moment, and through every breath that I take. . .
for the rest of forever.
I.AM.GRATEFUL.
Grateful for each rise and fall of your chest.
Each clasp of my little finger.
Each and every moment at my breast.
So grateful that amid the hustle of life,
for you, I stopped.
For you, I took a moment, a day, a week. . . every waking hour of your short life,
I stopped and I gave it ALL to you.
Those days that are now lost to the vast expanse of eternity,
they were yours.
And today, tomorrow, and forever . . .
I will be thankful and praise our father for each and every second I spent with you.
Lets all spend more time barefoot.
I would love to be barefoot all day, every day.
Though admittedly, all this running has turned my perfectly pedicured piggies into troll toes.
Even still, barefoot is best.
Barefoot is my favorite. . .
Second only to SMILING. . . Like Buddy the elf.