We are Young

Just in case you're wondering... yes, we dressed in 80's attire and yes, we went out in public like this (but just to the local bowling alley) We got a "few" looks from fellow bowlers, but It was a wonderfully different way to celebrate my 2nd Annual 30th Birthday. We've already decided that next year will be a skating shin-dig and I'm thinking 70's clothes will be the perfect fit! 

 My fav neighbor and I kicked off our 2nd Annual 30th Birthday's at Suwanee Beerfest.  It was a beautiful day to be outside in Suwanee and enjoy the bands, food and of course a wide array of beers! Our beer of choice and my new "Official Beer of Spring/Summer 2013" Leinenkugels Berry Weiss Waiting in line for our 3 OZ sample Many beerfest attendees wore homemade pretzel necklaces, it is a genius idea and "cleanses your pallet" from the different tasting beers... wish we would have known as this would have really of come in handy... you know how good pretzels and beer go together! As the day progressed we got a little "silly" and I was dared to eat a pretzel off of a strangers necklace.  This kind gentleman was willing to share a pretzel with me!   Can't wait until the fest continues with our 80's bowling party! To end the day we arrived home to our husband's 3rd Annual Burning of the Yard Party- They wer

My Mom sent me a wonderful article written by Tracy Prisman called, "Strength and Hope after Miscarriage and Stillbirth: One Woman's Journey" It is beautifully written and a lot of her words hit home with my heart... I decided to re-post a few exerpts of her article in hopes that it may reach someone elses heart as well. Why me? The question, “why me?” comes back all the time. They say that if you gathered a group of people around several sacks with each sack containing a different problem, that we would choose to take the exact sack of problems that we are currently dealing with. It is hard to imagine that we could ever consciously choose to go through this, and yet deep down I do believe that this is true. It is also hard to look around and see others having kids all the time. I constantly have to remind myself that life is such that everyone has their own problems and no one’s life is perfect. Perfection is an illusion that we all see from the outside. To me, my

I've had the pleasure of staying in a few hotels in my lifetime that have offered the wonderful amenity of a lighted magnify mirror.  I am in love this this concept.  I would be the happiest girl in Sugar Hill if somehow this magically appeared in my bathroom. Not too much to ask right.... my husband does dabble in the wiring/electric business. Here's the lovely mirror from our stay at the Sheraton in New Orleans.

Yet another Nicholas Sparks novel has been made into a movie!  I read Safe Haven in about a week, which for me is a noteworthy accomplishment. It's a great love story packed with suspense and a great surprise at the end. Defiantly worth reading!  I had the pleasure of seeing the movie with my fav neighbor who also read the book.  The movie was wonderful (especially Josh Duhamel) but didn't quite do the book justice. Some exerpts from the book (which I read on my new Kindle App) that struck a chord with me and I chose to highlight: "Because in the end, and no matter how hard it is, acceptance helps people move on with the rest of their lives. " "In the end people who are grieving have to want to move on- that first step, that motivating spark, has to come from within them." "I've come to believe that in everyone's life there's one undeniable moment of change that suddenly alters everything"

She is "just a dog" right? But can a puppy have a soul? I know it sounds strange but this puppy, something about her is different. I realized last night that She knows when I'm happy, She knows if I'm sad, she seems to know just the right time to cuddle up with me with her head tucked under my chin.  She stares at me sometimes, almost as if she is trying to tell me something with her eyes.  She has no idea what we've been through in the last few months.... or does she? 

I still miss you. I still think of you. I still hurt when the word ‘family’ is mentioned. We are a family, but a big chunk is missing.  I still want to know who you would have been. I still wonder who you would look  like. I still cry. I still relive the day we lost you. I still wonder who that girl is in the pictures who never realized she could and would lose a baby someday. But in all this  still ness, I’m here. I’m living. I’m breathing.  Not a day has gone by since we said goodbye that you haven’t crossed my mind in some little or big way. Thank you   for changing me, for teaching me, guiding me, and choosing me.

I remember the day your dad and I found out that we were having a baby girl. As soon as the ultrasound tech said the word GIRL I automatically turned to see what your dad's reaction was. He just smiled and I said to him, well, you can still teach her to play golf! I thought for sure that you were a boy and was shocked to hear the word girl. Visions of bows, ruffles and pink flooded my head. We rushed out to the car to call our family and friends to share the news. Right after the appointment Mike headed straight to the airport to fly to Miami for work (it was hard as he was gone for almost three weeks) and I headed straight to Kohl's to pick out some girlie outfits that I had been waiting to buy. I don't know why but it was was so hard for me to pick out outfits for you... I was so picky! I wanted everything to be perfect for you.