Remembering All They Gave Me

A sweet lady in my church gave me this poem. She revised it to fit our story. The poem touched me because it reminds me of what my babies short lives gave me. So much beauty can come from this kind of loss. I am learning that more and more as time moves forward.

Thank you, Wanda!

In Loving Memory of Our Precious Little Ones

We didn't get to run with you,
but you beat us to heaven.

We didn't get to teach you,
but you taught us to trust.

We didn't get to hear your voice,
but you taught us to listen.

We didn't get to bathe you,
but you washed us with tears.

We didn't get to comb your hair,
but your beauty is beyond all expectations.

We didn't get to change your diapers,
but you helped us change our hearts forever.

We didn't get to hold you on our laps,
but we'll always hold you in our hearts forever.

We didn't get to show you God's creation,
but now you are with the Creator of all.

We didn't get to play music with you,
but today and forever, you hear the heavenly choir

We didn't get to raise you,
but you caused us to raise our heads toward Him
whom we can and must trust.


We love you our precious babies, and always will!

-By Keith Wells, father of little Violet



And I love you, David, Micah, James, and Sarah. Thank you for the beauty you've brought me.

Love,

Your Mommy

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I'm in love...

With my new bike!

An amazing find on Craigslist that just happened to be EXACTLY what I was hoping for.

Cherry Red.

White wall tires.

Shiny fenders.

Comfy seat.

King Charming spoils me!

Tonight's ride was a time machine.

I was eight-years-old again, racing through the Junior High parking lot, jumping curbs with the neighbor kids.

I didn't want to come in and be Mom and make dinner. I wanted to stay outside until my mom called me in for dinner, and then I wanted to play until the street lights came on.

My neighbor kid said it best, "Admit it. Your new bike makes you feel like your really not old."

Thanks, kid! : )

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WOW Mom!

I'm so proud of my mom!

Check out her hard work here.

All that and a blog post, too? WOW Mom! : )

Love,

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My Favorite Holiday!

I loved the girls' sweet Easter dresses, tights, and fancy shoes.

I loved watching Prince Charming taste his very first "Peep."

I loved having King Charming with us for church even though he had to function on less than an hour and 1/2 of sleep because of his crazy work schedule.

I loved the Egg Hunt and my annual Easter Bunny Cake that brings back childhood memories of my Grandma's annual bunny cake:

But I think my Facebook status from last weekend says what I loved best of all:

My favorite holiday. Celebrating the hope of ALL mankind this weekend. No greater love! Our Hero has come and rescued us. Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?"

Hope you enjoyed celebrating the most pivotal point of human history! I hope you know Him, too, and have allowed Him to be your Hero.

If you ever have questions about my faith, feel free to ask.

Love to all!

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