After months of contemplating, thinking and being pushed. I have finally taken the challenge to start a blog. I have been reading alot! I read a book a few weeks ago that really got me stirring. It reminded me that we all have a story. I forget often that our stories most times inspire, warn, entertain and encourage others along their own journey. Sometimes we dont realize the value of our own. In the past year I decided to start living differently. Living in such a way, out loud, that maybe it can encourage someone else along the way. So this is my life story. A little about me and who inspires me to be the best me.
These are my boys. All three of them. I always say Willy is my oldest. He has been the love of over half of my life. I knew when we first met that he was everything I wanted to make a life with. He was was not only funny but fun. He lives life like no one else I have ever met. He has overcome so much. If you know him for all that he is you know that statistically his life shouldnt be anywhere near the place he is in now. He teaches me so much about myself and LIFE. I have never met anyone so passionate about knowing that the Lord desires our very best. His plans are far better than those of what the world may decide for us. Little did I know when we married the amazing life we would experience. I did not say easy. I did say amazing. Because everything amazing and wonderful comes with sacrifice, discipline and commitment. It comes with heart ache. Stretching and changing. I can not imagine doing all of those things with another person on this planet. I know he was made for me. Not for all pleasure now...I mean look at him;) But for the simple fact of helping me become a better me. In fact...If you dont like my blogging you can blame him. He was my biggest fan and cheerleader to start this journey. He encourages me and spurs me to be greater. He is an wonderful Dad to those two adorable little boys. I often observe at school and sporting functions the lack of presence of fathers. Maybe they are there for the BIG things. But all of the things in between..... Every practice...every small bag of candy or the 1,000th certificate of summer reading. HE IS THERE. PRESENT! In it all.The boys adore him. And theres always a fight about whos on his team. For EVERYTHING!
The little ones are my hearts (I have two) that live on the outside of my body. Like most moms I am sure. The instant I met them I feel like I experienced a taste of how the Lord loves us. With no conditions. A sacrificial love of putting aside myself for the sake of their very own souls. They teach us something everyday that needs to change inside our own hearts. They are little versions and mini mes and sometimes that is very scary.
Just a little introduction of WHY I do what I do. WHO I am and want to become. Its because they deserve the very best I can be. They will love me no matter what. They will always be there when I need them. But remember....I am living for more than the memories we are making. I am living for moments that impress upon their hearts along their own journey. One day my own memory may fail. Thats why every moment I live intentionally is creating a memory far beyond my own.
Onto the next moment......
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